The information on the personal interface, Lv Bai understood it well.

There was no need to waste time paying attention to it; he directly checked the Ability Pool randomly assigned in the first round.

[Failed Man (Golden): Acquire some spider-like superpowers, capable of shooting high-strength spider silk from your fingers, and scaling walls with ease, clinging effortlessly to surfaces.]

[Great Strength Vajra Finger (Golden): Hard external strength, belonging to Yang Power, wherever one points, it can penetrate the chest and retract the bowels, touching wood can pierce, touching stone can crush.]

[Talent King (Golden): Current talent value doubles.]

In fact, when Lv Bai saw that this round’s Ability Pool was of the Golden Level, he was already indifferent to what the specific effects of the three abilities would be.

With [Load] and [Restore] in his grasp, any ability below the colorful level was, in his view, dispensable.

Moreover, the three Golden Abilities this round appeared quite ordinary at first glance.

Especially the first two, [Failed Man] and [Great Strength Vajra Finger], he had an abundance of abilities in his "Discard Pile" that could replace these two.

In contrast, [Talent King] piqued his interest slightly.

It seemed to be part of the same series of abilities as [Strong King], with similar effects.

Except that one was doubling strength, and the other was doubling talent.

With not much else to say, among the short ones, Lv Bai could only choose [Talent King], relying on his already high Talent Value, which might turn out to be useful.

After making his choice, Lv Bai carefully observed his current location.

He was immediately stunned on the spot.

Normally, when he entered the Death Arena, he would usually make a simple confirmation that there was no immediate danger before prioritizing the random Ability Pool.

So he hadn’t paid much attention to the magnificent scene surrounding the square where he was standing.

A huge square akin to a Bagua shape was engraved with magnificent patterns, with a giant stone standing as tall as two people at its center, and around the square, divine peaks suspended in the air and a five-colored rainbow bridge spanning in all directions.

Directly ahead were imposing halls, resembling an Immortal’s paradise, shimmering with a radiant glow.

Crane Immortals were soaring in the skies, accompanied by the roars of ancient beasts.

Just a simple breath in could lift one’s spirits greatly.

However, what drew Lv Bai’s attention most were the dozens of white-robed men standing in mid-air above the square, all exuding intense energy fluctuations that made one’s heart race involuntarily.

There was no doubt that this time’s Death Arena was set in a cultivation world.

Fortunately, Lv Bai didn’t seem out of place because he wasn’t standing alone in the square.

A large number of young people were gathered around him, and they all seemed quite nervous.

Some of the young individuals accompanied by elders appeared slightly relaxed, though not overly so, clearly taking the upcoming events very seriously.

Unfortunately, Lv Bai looked around and saw no one with a title above their head.

This meant, aside from himself, there wasn’t a single Death Fighter present.

He wanted to ask someone nearby about the general situation, but before he could target someone, a cyan light arc appeared in the sky.

Shot over like a bolt and finally came to a standstill in the sky over the square.

Within it stood a young man.

He was dressed in snow-white clothing, immaculate, with black hair reaching his waist, his robes fluttering, and his face was so handsome that it would make one ignore his gender, giving the impression of an otherworldly being, akin to an Immortal.

As he appeared, the crowd on the square instantly became uproarious.

The young women present had their eyes filled with interest, eager to find out who this person was.

Seeing this, a few family elders quickly silenced their younger generations, afraid to cause displeasure.

The white-clothed man seemed unfazed by the commotion, speaking gently, "Apologies for the wait. I am a True Disciple of the Cyan Hope Sect, temporarily hosting this entry assessment. You may call me Brother Chang."

He didn’t seem to raise his voice excessively, yet he ensured everyone present heard him clearly. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Many young individuals in the square, led by their family elders, bowed in respect towards him.

"Disciples participating in the entry assessment, please remain in the center of the square."

Before he finished speaking, those family members gradually started to withdraw, choosing to observe from the square’s edge.

Only then did Lv Bai realize that this time, he had randomly ended up as an entry disciple.

He wasn’t quite sure yet about this world’s power hierarchy, so Lv Bai decided to quietly participate in the assessment.

Perhaps to save time, Brother Chang did not say more, lighting an incense stick.

"The content of the first assessment is simple. After one incense burns down, standing upright will be considered as successfully entering the next assessment round."

As he said this, Brother Chang nodded slightly towards those senior brothers standing in the air.

It was evident that Brother Chang had a good reputation within the sect. Those white-robed senior brothers did not show any signs of disobedience or laxity, collectively unleashing their Spiritual Power, and summoned a massive cyan cauldron.

The cauldron hovered in the air above the square, emitting intense pressure.

For a moment, the immense pressure, pervasive and unrelenting, left Lv Bai struggling to withstand it.

Of course, this was without him using any of his abilities.

Lv Bai wasn’t a masochist; he just wanted to understand the situation, so he quietly restored [Steel Body], and that pressure, unbearable to ordinary people, instantly became a gentle breeze brushing by.

Though it was easy, he maintained the appearance of struggling against the pressure, not letting arrogance show.

The sound of bodies hitting the ground reverberated often around him, indicating that someone couldn’t bear the pressure and had collapsed.

Finally, as the incense stick burnt out, the oppressive pressure vanished.

"The pressure exerted by the Cyan Gaze Cauldron represents your personal limits of endurance. Only with a steadfast heart in the pursuit of immortality can one persevere under its weight."

After explaining this, Brother Chang surveyed the hundreds who remained standing, nodding with satisfaction, "Congratulations to everyone for successfully entering the next assessment round."

Almost all of them were young, some even children. Many of those who failed the assessment broke down in tears, for this essentially decided the rest of their lives.

However, no one spoke against the fairness of the assessment, since the assessment content had always been public knowledge.

Some of the Cyan Hope Sect disciples, standing in mid-air, descended to guide those who failed the assessment away.

Those young people who successfully passed the assessment were jubilant, only a few mature ones managed to maintain composure.

Lv Bai stood in place, unaffected emotionally; whether he passed or didn’t, it wouldn’t impact him much.

Brother Chang slowly descended beside the massive stone in the center of the square, announcing aloud, "The second round of assessment will be a root bone test."