Ye Zhen had originally thought that far fewer martial artists would watch the award ceremony for his Ten Arena King title than had watched him defend the arena.
Yet, unexpectedly, there were more people than on any of the ten days Ye Zhen had held the arena. Martial artists had gathered from every direction, in the sky and on the ground, reaching a new peak. Everywhere was packed with a dense sea of heads.
Five Immortals Hall had no choice but to deploy a large number of experts to patrol and stand guard against any mishaps. There were even two auras in the void that made every martial artist's heart quietly tremble.
Whether Ye Zhen or the observing martial artists, all understood that Five Immortals Hall had deployed Dao Realm experts.
And two of them at that.
It was understandable.
After all, with nearly eighty or ninety thousand martial artists gathered here, if someone with ill intent stirred up trouble, the consequences would be disastrous.
Clearly, Five Immortals Hall was highly experienced in handling such situations. The display of those two Dao Realm experts' auras allowed today's brief award ceremony to proceed without a hitch!
Before the ceremony began, the black-robed steward Yi Xun inevitably went through a round of long-winded pleasantries. The first Ten Arena King in a hundred thousand years—if Five Immortals Hall itself treated him carelessly, would that not be lowering its own status?
Ye Zhen, however, did not care. He only liked tangible benefits.
Under the gaze of the masses, Mountain God Yi Xun tore away the red silk hanging over the Five Immortal Arena's stone monument. There, freshly engraved the night before, was the name of Ten Arena King Di Kuohai.
"This battle's Ten Arena King, Di Kuohai, achieved thirty-eight consecutive victories. According to the