"Oh-"
Everyone who saw the scene, inside and outside the venue, cried out in astonishment.
All four Dragon Halls had triggered Dragon Raising Its Head at once. This was an extraordinary reception indeed. It meant all four believed that as long as they secured Yue Wen, it did not matter who else they got.
On reflection, that made some sense. After all, Yue Wen had won the championship even with the Astral Realm Side-Swept Bangs in tow. Was anyone onstage worse than him?
Even if you stuffed the three weakest contestants onto his team, its lineup would probably be about the same as the River City Team's.
But even knowing that, four instances of Dragon Raising Its Head were still overwhelmingly spectacular. This scene would probably go down in the recruitment history of the Ascendant Dragon Assembly.
"All four? All four Dragon Halls are that determined." Looking at the scene, Perfected One Delong said leisurely, "Now this is something I've never seen before."
"I've only seen it once myself," Venerable Chongwu said slowly from behind him. "That should have been over three hundred years ago. Who were they fighting over again? I think it was..."
"Dan Donglei," Venerable Xuanting supplied in a deep voice.
"Oh, right. A Dragon Champion from a small sect, not one of the Five Great Immortal Sects. He amazed many spectators with his exceptional cunning back then, too." Venerable Chongwu chuckled. "Later... huh?"
As he spoke, he paused, his somewhat cloudy eyes shifting as though he had remembered something.
"Later, he defected from the Dragon Hall, became a Demonic Cultivator, and joined the Nightmare God Divine Cult. His contributions were indispensable to its rise..." Venerable Xuanting continued. "After the Demonic Cultivator Wang Jiangchen vanished a hundred years ago, the cult's remnants escaped from place to place