The God-Demon Arena was bustling with players coming and going, its lively atmosphere surpassing even that of the Auction House. It had become the place with the heaviest foot traffic in the city.
At the rest bar, many players were chatting and drinking while watching the battle videos floating in mid-air.
"The drinks at the God-Demon Arena are really good, but the prices are outrageous. Outside, they use copper and silver coins, but here, you can only use Magic Crystals or the points earned in the God-Demon Battlefield. It costs 100 points for just one bottle. Earning 100 points means I have to win at least three team battles. I can hardly afford to drink anymore."
"That's nothing? You don't know, just a few days ago someone spent three thousand Battle Points to buy a bottle of Ice-Fire Liquor. Now that's something! I heard that after drinking it, a player's mind instantly becomes calm, and the effect lasts for five hours. It's several times better than what you get in the Trial Tower, and the taste is beyond words."
"Damn, that guy is seriously impressive. Three thousand points is enough for me to drink for ten days or even half a month."
"That bottle of Ice-Fire Liquor isn't even the best drink. I hear that as long as you reach the eighth floor of the Trial Tower, you qualify to buy the Witch's Tears. That bottle costs a full five thousand points. I heard a while back that a player in another kingdom bought one. I really wonder what the Witch's Tears taste like."
"The eighth floor of the Trial Tower? Are you dreaming? Probably only the top experts in the Divine Realm could achieve that. For the likes of us, it's completely impossible to reach the eighth floor. Breaking through the fourth floor is already hard enough as it is."
As the God-Demon Arena's role grew, the players' strength was gradually increasing. At the same time, everyone used the Trial Tower to gauge a player's true level. As for those wealthy players who used gear to dominate others—those weren't considered experts; they were just rich. So, the standards for recruitment in the various wild teams, squads, and major guilds had all changed to using the Trial Tower.
Generally, a player who could reach the fifth floor could be considered an ordinary expert.
Reaching the sixth floor meant the player's level was considered expert even within a major guild.
Currently, players who had reached the seventh floor were experts ranked highly even in first-tier guilds. As for those in the latter half of the seventh floor, they were top-tier experts within a first-tier guild.
As for players who could set foot on the eighth floor, it was rare to find even one in a first-tier guild. You could practically say they were the strongest in an entire guild.
Just as the players in the hall were discussing this, Lie Feng Duan Hun and his group arrived at the God-Demon Arena. Their astonishing aura immediately drew everyone's attention, and the crowd parted to let them through.
However, the onlookers quickly noticed Bai Qingxue. The new players were captivated one by one by her heavenly beautiful appearance.
"That beauty is so pretty!"
"Damn, you're new to virtual games, right? You don't even know the Ice and Snow Goddess? She's the guild leader of the first-tier guild, Snake of the Body. You'd better be careful. I heard that before, quite a few wealthy young heirs harassed her, and as a result, they were all killed back to level zero. They had no choice but to delete their accounts and start over."
Hearing the veteran players say this, the newcomers who had just arrived in White River City quickly shut their mouths.
For them, just being able to join a third-tier guild was something to boast about to their friends for ages. The lofty first-tier guilds were something they could only look up to, and they were deeply aware of the immense gap between a third-tier guild and a first-tier guild.
In the current Divine Realm, guilds that didn't even rank could only develop in the NPC towns on the outskirts of cities, because within NPC cities, there was simply no place for small guilds. Only third-tier guilds whose strength was recognized could barely get by in an NPC city.
As for first-tier guilds, they dominated several major cities, even more than ten large cities. With just one word from Bai Qingxue, their guild leaders could make it impossible for them to survive in the Divine Realm. At their level, they would have no choice but to delete their accounts.
"What are they doing here? Why would the guild leader of Snake of the Body come to the God-Demon Arena in White River City?"