After entering the hall, Chen Feng heard a thudding sound of things crashing together. Occasionally, shouts could be heard. He could even sense strands of sword energy seeping out from the depths of the hall.

Soon, two youngsters, bodies covered in blood, were brought out.

They had failed to pass the stage and were eliminated from the assessment.

Naturally, there were also some who passed. Although they cut quite the sorry sight, the smile on their faces revealed that they had passed.

Chen Feng inspected them carefully. Regardless if they had passed or failed, their bodies would – without exception – end up with some wounds. There was even a 16-year-old youngster, whose whole arm was dislocated. The pain was such that he was sweating all over. However, he had passed and was presently receiving treatment.

“So dangerous?” Lu Ta grew slightly concerned.

“Be careful,” Chen Feng whispered.

“Fellows, it’s your turn.” A cultivator opened up a few rooms and Chen Feng and the others entered their respective rooms.

Right after entering the room, Chen Feng noticed a humanoid puppet appearing before him. It was unknown just what were used in the forging of the battle puppet. Its entire body was greyish-black. Not a strand...