High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 1090 - 500: Caikun Civilization! Finals (Double-Length for Monthly Votes)

The grand voice slowly dissipated.

"Directly enter the final stage?"

"That certainly saves a lot of trouble." Jiang Ye’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, which then turned into a smile.

He originally thought he would have to go through multiple rounds of elimination, but unexpectedly, the top fifty ranked could directly enter the finals.

This is good news.

It saved the chaotic battles, allowing him to conserve energy and be prepared to face top powerhouses like Bingli and Lei Hao.

"Let’s go."

Without hesitation, Jiang Ye activated his demigod power, his figure transforming into a streak of flowing light, speeding towards the center of the Ancient Battlefield.

His speed reached the extreme, with a single step covering thousands of miles.

At the same time, from all corners of the Ancient Battlefield, countless formidable figures also set out.

"The finals! It’s finally starting."

"I’ve endured for so long for this moment—I must make it into the finals!"

"Charge into the finals and seize the opportunity to ascend to divinity!" The top ten thousand competitors couldn’t hide their excitement, their eyes filled with fervor.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A wave of powerful auras swept across the sky, converging towards the center of the Ancient Battlefield.

Everyone understood this was their closest chance to ascend to divinity; even if it took all their strength, they must fight for a spot in the finals.

...

Soon after.

Jiang Ye’s figure gradually came to a stop.

"What is that?!" He gazed into the distance, shock flashing in his eyes.

Before him stood an unimaginably vast arena, towering between heaven and earth, its base composed of mountains over a hundred thousand feet tall, grand beyond compare.

The arena’s surface area exceeded ten thousand kilometers in diameter, enough to accommodate battles of peak demigods and demigod perfection.

Around the arena, massive runes appeared, glowing faintly with gold light, emanating the vast power of laws, enveloping the entire arena.

The purpose of the runes is both protection and confinement—once one enters the arena, there is no escape unless killed or voluntarily gives up.

As Jiang Ye stood observing, that majestic and solemn voice once again echoed through heaven and earth, clearly reaching the ears of each competitor:

[Final Stage Preparation Begins!]

[199 people per group, divided into fifty groups.]

[Competitors in each group simultaneously enter the arena, engage in a free-for-all battle, until only one remains to declare victory. During this period, no artifacts above god-level may be used.]

[The fifty competitors emerging from these groups will advance to the finals.]

[The top fifty in the Divine Battle rankings can directly enter the final stage.]

The grand voice slowly faded away.

Wow!

Instantly, an uproar rose between heaven and earth, only to be replaced by a dense battle intent.

people in a free-for-all, leaving only one—such a brutal rule meant that each battle required everything, leaving no room for carelessness.

Jiang Ye stood at the edge of the arena, calm and composed within.

His true form and his replica had both entered the top fifty, allowing them to bypass this brutal free-for-all and directly advance to the finals.

"Skipped directly."

"That’s indeed convenient." Jiang Ye glanced over the crowd, looking towards his replica’s figure.

The two exchanged a distant gaze, a hint of mutual understanding flashing in their eyes, and then each withdrew their presence, finding a corner to quietly watch the commencement of the free-for-all.

...

Not far away.

Mo Tianlun stood with hands behind his back.

"What a pity."

"If I could participate in the free-for-all, I could easily take out Ye Jiang, saving me much effort later." A hint of regret flashed through Mo Tianlun’s eyes.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the free-for-all to quietly eliminate Ye Jiang—the unexpected threat—would have been ideal.

"Never mind."

"There will be opportunities to meet in the finals." Mo Tianlun remembered Venerable Tian Cang’s instructions: "Ye Jiang, Marquis of the Blue Sky? They both must be eliminated."

On the other side, Bingli maintained her cool demeanor, her snow-white dress exceptionally eye-catching in the crowd.

She had no interest in the free-for-all and did not even glance at the arena, merely standing quietly, surrounded by cold air, isolating herself completely from the outside world, as if nothing around her mattered.

Lei Hao stood at the front of the crowd, haloed by thunder light.

For him, whether it was the free-for-all or the finals, they were merely stepping stones toward his ultimate goal—the top spot—which no one could hinder.

Suddenly.

"Dong—!"

A drumbeat suddenly resounded, and the enormous arena, over ten thousand kilometers in diameter, burst into dense golden light.

Then, it was divided into fifty sections.

[Free-for-all Begins!]

As the voice fell, countless competitors surged forward, rushing towards their respective arena sections.

In an instant, the sky filled with figures converging.

Screams and the clash of weapons erupted instantly, and the blood battle formally commenced.

Jiang Ye’s gaze was fixed on the arena, calmly watching.

On each arena, 199 demigods all made their move simultaneously, holding nothing back, unleashing their full potential.

This slaughter was incredibly brutal.

You either killed your opponent, got killed by your opponent, or voluntarily surrendered with no other options.

Soon.

Blood stained the arena’s surface, severed limbs strewn everywhere, with cries echoing endlessly, the air filled with a violent aura.

Jiang Ye scanned the arena, also observing these opponents.

"Hmm?"

"There are indeed some formidable characters." Jiang Ye’s gaze shifted slightly, quickly spotting a few exceptionally outstanding figures.

Among them, a young man with a fierce look, surrounded by a thick aura of bloodlust.

His strikes were lightning-fast, wielding a short blade, every swing claiming a life, with no hesitation or mercy.

Regardless of whether his opponents were severely injured and fallen or attempting to surrender, he killed them all, giving no one a chance for survival.