Yu Tianling

Within the Great Cloud Dynasty, ordinary people incapable of cultivation formed one major class. Level-1 Warlocks through Starry Sky Warlocks formed another major class. Moonlight Warlocks and above formed yet another major class.

In the eyes of students from ordinary advanced warlock academies, Moonlight Warlocks were already like the elusive masters of martial arts novels, dragons whose heads were seen but tails never glimpsed. Any Moonlight Warlock was qualified to found a sect and establish a school of their own. Once one was established, countless Warlocks would come flocking at its reputation. After all, in ordinary advanced warlock academies, the strongest were merely Starry Sky Warlocks.

Lan Chuxia and Murong Yuling both stared at Yang Feng with shocked expressions, finding the truth hard to believe. They had both known that Yang Feng was strong, yet they had never imagined that he was actually a Moonlight Warlock.

Shen Tu Feng's face turned ashen. He dropped to his knees, tears and snot streaming down his face as he begged bitterly, "Senior, I know I was wrong!! I will never bother Murong Yuling again. For the Shen Tu Family's sake, spare my life!!"

"You wanted to cripple my hands, so I'll cripple yours."

Yang Feng casually pointed, and two rays of light flew from his hand, striking Shen Tu Feng's arms.

Shen Tu Feng's arms exploded at once. Countless fragments had barely flown out before they were annihilated outright, and he let out screams of agony like a pig being slaughtered.

Yang Feng said coldly, "Get out!"

Shen Tu Feng gritted his teeth, rolled onto the ground, and forcibly rolled out circle by circle.

After driving Shen Tu Feng out, Yang Feng smiled slightly at the students from the advanced warlock academy. "Let's continue the party!"

The party continued, but the students from