Dragon Transformation Pool, Golden Armor Hall!

Bai Cheng and Bai Feiying both agreed.

Under the watchful eyes of the branch members, the four of them stepped into the sky and arrived at the spot where the Bai Family's main family members had just been, waiting there.

They were merely one branch among many. Countless branches had sent representative members to compete. With four people from each branch, there were no fewer than several hundred participants in the assessment.

Such a vast number of people standing in the air made for a rather imposing sight. By the time the hour drew near, everyone had gathered, packed densely across the sky.

Bai Tianheng was quite satisfied at the sight. "The time has come. Anyone standing here may participate in the assessment. Those who have not sent anyone forward will all be regarded as having forfeited. Still, I doubt anyone would choose to forfeit. Since that is the case, we will begin with the first batch of assessments. All senior martial artists over forty, step forward!"

Hearing Bai Tianheng's words, the forty-year-old martial artists from every faction stepped forward one after another.

As the older generation of the Eastern branch, Bai Yishan and Bai Cheng stepped forward as well. In the blink of an eye, half of the originally gathered crowd had separated out.

"Draw lots!" Bai Tianheng waved his hand and gave the order.

The others from the main family brought out the tools for drawing lots and had the senior martial artists come forward one by one to draw.

"The lot you draw will determine the number under which you compete. If you draw ten, you will be the tenth person to undergo the assessment."

These senior martial artists were all seasoned veterans who had seen their share of the world. Once they stepped forward, they drew