The battle of Yan Feng from the Crimson Star Sect quickly became one of the most discussed topics inside the Cloud Mist Internet Café. Although he had ultimately been defeated by the Tyrant, his performance left a deep impression on the disciples of the Lingyuan Sect.
Unlike many challengers who relied purely on speed or brute strength, Yan Feng's fighting style was calm and calculated. His movements were efficient, his reactions precise, and his control of spiritual energy extremely refined. Even the experienced cultivators watching the battle could see that he had been trained under a powerful sect.
Inside the computer shop, small groups of disciples began discussing the battle intensely.
"That guy was incredible."
"He almost lasted as long as Chen Yu."
"No, I think his movement technique was even better."
Another disciple nodded while watching the recorded battle replay.
"Look at this moment here."
He pointed at the screen where Yan Feng dodged one of the Tyrant's attacks with a smooth sideways movement.
"He predicted the monster's attack pattern perfectly."
Nearby, several disciples from Thunder Flame Peak joined the conversation.
"If he fights the Tyrant again after studying the patterns…"
"…he might actually defeat it."
The crowd around the screens continued analyzing the fight, replaying key moments from the battle.
What fascinated them the most was not just the strength of Yan Feng, but the fact that someone from another sect had come specifically to challenge the training hall.
It meant the reputation of Cloud Mist Peak was no longer limited to the Lingyuan Sect.
Standing behind the counter, Lin Tian quietly watched the lively discussions.
The system panel floating before him displayed the latest statistics.
Active Players: 100
Total Visitors Today: 3,742
Spirit Stones Earned: 18,710
Lin Tian raised an eyebrow slightly.
"The growth is accelerating again."
The arrival of outside cultivators had brought a new wave of curiosity and competition.
Disciples wanted to prove that their sect was not weaker than outsiders.
Visitors from other sects wanted to test the rumors about the mysterious training hall.
The result was a constant stream of challengers.
Just then, the large ranking board near the entrance flashed again.
Several disciples turned toward it.
"Did the rankings update?"
A new section appeared.
Tyrant Trial — Longest Survival Time
1. Sect Leader — Tyrant Slayer
2. Yan Feng — Crimson Star Sect
3. Chen Yu — Heaven Sword Peak
The crowd erupted into excited whispers.
"Yan Feng reached second place!"
"That's impressive!"
"Even someone from another sect made the ranking board!"
Yan Feng himself stood near the entrance watching the board quietly.
His expression remained calm, but his eyes carried a focused determination.
"I'll climb higher next time," he murmured softly.
Nearby, Chen Yu folded his arms while studying the rankings.
"So you took second place."
Yan Feng glanced at him briefly.
"You're Chen Yu, right?"
Chen Yu nodded.
"I've fought the Tyrant many times."
Yan Feng smiled faintly.
"Then we share the same goal."
The two cultivators looked at the glowing ranking board again.
"To defeat the Tyrant," Chen Yu said calmly.
Yan Feng nodded.
"And to stand at the top."
Their quiet conversation sparked excitement among the nearby disciples.
For the first time, cultivators from different sects were competing inside the same training hall.
The computer shop had unknowingly become a neutral battlefield where strength alone determined reputation.
Meanwhile, on the third floor, the visiting cultivators from other sects observed the situation carefully.
Among them, Elder Song from the Azure Wind Sect spoke quietly to his disciples.
"This place has already become something much larger than a simple training hall."
One of the younger disciples nodded.
"It's like a gathering point for cultivators."
Elder Song looked toward the first floor where dozens of cultivators continued challenging the training realms.
"Yes."
He paused thoughtfully.
"If this continues…"
"…the Cloud Mist Internet Café may become the most influential cultivation training ground in the entire region."
Back near the counter, Lin Tian quietly listened to the conversations.
Inside his mind, the system panel suddenly flashed again.
DING
A new message appeared.
Legendary Realm Unlock Progress: 95%
Lin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"So it's almost ready."
The system had been preparing the Legendary Realm ever since the Tyrant Trial was introduced. Now that powerful challengers from different sects were arriving regularly, the progress had nearly reached completion.
But before the system finished unlocking the new realm, another message appeared.
High-Level Presence Approaching
Lin Tian frowned slightly.
Another visitor?
Outside the shop, the sky above Cloud Mist Peak suddenly darkened.
Several disciples standing in the courtyard looked up.
"What is that?"
A massive flying spirit beast slowly descended from the clouds.
Its enormous wings created powerful gusts of wind as it approached the peak.
The creature landed near the courtyard with a heavy thud.
Standing on its back was a tall figure wearing silver robes decorated with ancient dragon patterns.
The aura surrounding him was far stronger than the ordinary cultivators who had visited the shop before.
Several disciples immediately gasped.
"That robe…"
"That's the symbol of the Sky Dragon Pavilion!"
Inside the computer shop, the conversations suddenly stopped.
The Sky Dragon Pavilion was not just another sect.
It was one of the most powerful cultivation forces in the entire region.
The silver-robed man stepped down from the flying beast calmly.
His sharp eyes looked directly toward the glowing building of the Cloud Mist Internet Café.
"So…"
His voice echoed across the courtyard.
"This is the place everyone has been talking about."
Inside the shop, Lin Tian quietly watched the new arrival.
Because the appearance of someone from the Sky Dragon Pavilion meant that the influence of the mysterious training hall had reached a completely new level.
And with such powerful attention…
The next stage of the system's evolution was about to begin.