Rumble!
From above and below, from every direction, blizzards, gales, hailstones, and blades of ice came howling toward them once again.
This time:
The many martial artists whose True Qi was nearly exhausted finally could no longer hold out and began dying in droves.
Bang!
A martial artist was struck so hard he spat blood and staggered back three steps. He was just about to fight back when he suddenly collapsed.
He glanced down in bewilderment, then was utterly horrified:
At some point, both his legs had frozen clean off. He had even lost all sensation of pain.
Crack!
An enormous hailstone fell, smashing a martial artist's head apart and shattering his body into several pieces, their broken surfaces as smooth as mirrors.
Countless beads of blood scattered across the ground, like tiny, translucent rubies.
No!
Many martial artists had already realized that disaster was upon them, but it was too late.
A slowly rising temperature was like boiling a frog in warm water: it would wear away a person's ability to resist.
Conversely, a slowly falling temperature worked the same way.
Blizzards, freezing winds, hailstones, ice blades-the damage these natural-disaster-like attacks inflicted was not their strongest aspect. The freezing effect of the low temperature was the most terrifying part!
This was a true meteorological attack!
Under the relentless, merciless assault, their bodies were already on the verge of freezing completely stiff. Their organs had suffered widespread necrosis, and they were long past saving.
Bang! Aah!
The martial artists fell in swathes like wheat beneath a sickle, their screams merging into one.
The longer the terrifying natural-disaster attacks continued, the more pronounced their effects became. Toward the end, dozens or even hundreds of lives were taken in the blink of an eye.
Half a quarter-hour later:
The biting winds vanished, and the terrifying blizzard finally subsided. The hailstones and ice blades all dissipated.
The land had turned completely white.
Ice sculptures stood across the vast white ground. Some had fallen and shattered into pieces, some had split apart, and others had frozen alive, their faces still bearing the terror they had felt before death.
Fragments of divine weapons and mystic artifacts lay ruined upon the ground. Some had even frozen and cracked into powder.
The two thousand martial artists had been annihilated, every last one killed by the natural-disaster attacks amid the ice and snow.
The spectator space had long since fallen silent.
Although Chen Shaojun's victory had long been assured, the scene before them still shook them profoundly.
A single blizzard had changed the weather and climate, directly killing a terrifying army composed of two thousand elite martial artists!
How powerful was that? How utterly unmatched?
So much so that the hundred-odd thousand spectators remained immersed in the scene of that swift, decisive slaughter, unable to recover for a long time.
Within the eighth floor:
Boom!
Chen Qingyu appeared, riding a gale as he slowly descended from the sky.
You have cleared the eighth floor of [War God Tower]! You have received a reward of 200,000 Great Void Points! This challenge has ended. The spectator count reached the limit. You have received 100,000 Great Void Points in spectator fees!
The cold, mechanical voice rang out through the pure-white space once again, gradually growing grander:
Congratulations! Your position in the Overall War God Rankings of [Blood Sea Heaven] has risen! Your current rank is first!
Chen Qingyu smiled faintly and took a deep breath:
First in the world on the War God Rankings... this feels pretty good.
Time to go.
With a thought, he left [War God Tower].
Within the spectator space:
Only after Chen Qingyu disappeared did the hundred-odd thousand spectators, stunned for a moment, finally react.
The challenge was already over!
Chen Shaojun had cleared the eighth floor of War God Tower!
In an instant:
Cheers erupted through the spectator space like mountain torrents and roaring tidal waves.
The hundred-odd thousand spectators flushed with excitement, waving their arms and stamping their feet as they shouted:
"The eighth floor! Chen Shaojun cleared the eighth floor!"
"First in the world!!"
"Chen Shaojun has surpassed Zhou Chenlong and taken first place on the War God Rankings!"
"My heavens, my heavens!!"
"Hahahaha! Who dares say no one among our Chen Clan's current Blood Sea Realm cultivators can match Zhou Chenlong!"
"After all these years, another invincible heavenly prodigy has finally cleared the eighth floor!"
The crowd seethed like the tide, cheers rising one after another.
Chen Shaojun had challenged the impossible and truly cleared the eighth floor of [War God Tower]. Beyond their excitement, they all shared in his glory.
He was an invincible heavenly prodigy of their Chen Clan of Changluo!
"Quick! Let's get out of here!"
A blue-robed youth trembled all over with excitement and said impatiently:
"I have to tell my older cousins this explosive news right away."
"Right!"
The heavily bearded martial artist beside him laughed wildly:
"This is our Chen Clan's number one on the War God Rankings! The strongest in the Blood Sea Realm!"
"Doesn't that Zhou Chenlong stand above the world, refusing everyone's challenges because he thinks no one is qualified to be his opponent?"
"Let's see whether he can still sit still this time! Whether he still dares to be so arrogant!"
Soon:
Amid flashes of white light, the hundred-odd thousand spectators teleported out of the spectator space in batches!
Some swiftly scattered throughout [Divine Capital Changluo], calling their friends over and spreading the news excitedly.
Others chose to log off directly, leaving the Supreme Void Dao Realm, eager to share this sensational news at the earliest possible moment.
Before long-
Both the Supreme Void Dao Realm and the real world erupted!
The whole of Divine Capital Changluo resounded with noise, already transformed into an ocean of cheers!
Chen Shaojun had cleared the eighth floor of [War God Tower], surpassed Zhou Chenlong, and reached first place on the War God Rankings!
This peerless heavenly prodigy of the Chen Clan now stood at the very pinnacle of the Blood Sea Realm across the entire Desolate Continent, qualified to fight Zhou Chenlong, who had remained invincible for years!
And it was not just Divine Capital Changluo-
Late that night, the entire Desolate Continent was shaken!
On any list, in any ranking, the significance of first place was completely different from that of second, third, fourth, and every position below it!
This was the true pinnacle of the world, the unsurpassable strongest!
Before this:
Among the tens of trillions of Blood Sea Realm heavenly prodigies across the Desolate Continent, Zhou Chenlong alone had stood atop the mountain, gazing down upon all living beings and overlooking the world, as lofty and solitary as the sun and moon.
Now, at last, another person had ascended that highest divine pedestal and shaken Zhou Chenlong's throne.
That immense significance directly made Chen Shaojun's rise to first place on the War God Rankings more than ten times as sensational as his previous two climbs to fourth place and his defeat of Chen Qinggu.
Everyone in the Blood Sea Realm throughout the world erupted with excitement!