Beyond

"Let's go! Whether they're mules or horses, we'll lead them out and see!" Yu Jin grinned.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost! You're the mule and horse," Meng Feihong snapped.

The students of the inferior class arrived before the chaos vortex and began setting up their formation under the class leader's guidance.

The inferior class had practiced formations under Fan Lang's instruction before, and after four months of tempering, they had also learned new formations along the way.

Extreme Spiral Grand Formation!

The inferior class students soared into the air and formed their formation midair. The class's strongest students took the front positions, while the rest hovered behind them, forming an overall spiral.

Everyone worked as one and exerted their strength together. Their Mystic Power connected, rotating and advancing from the rear to the front, layer upon layer, like all rivers running into the sea, converging into a surging, overwhelming force.

Yun Feiyang had inherited the aloof pride of an emperor from his previous life and refused to stand behind anyone else. He stood at the very front, with everyone's strength pouring into his body for him to deliver the final strike.

Without even waiting for the class leader's command, he launched the attack on his own. His palm was like a blade as he slashed down fiercely.

Boom!

The strength of over a hundred people advanced in a spiral, taking the form of a storm as it slammed heavily into the chaos vortex, vanishing like a mud ox entering the sea.

Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint sensed the power of that strike and gave a soft exclamation, somewhat surprised.

"My disciple has taught another group of fine disciples. The flame has been passed on. A cause for celebration indeed."

Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint smiled faintly, then raised his voice to