Night Cang pressed his advantage, flashing into the air once more.

*Boom!*

Night Cang landed a Diagonal Reverse Hook Sickle Kick, perfectly hitting the humanoid phantom beast inches below its abdomen, right on its little brother.

Instantly, Night Cang turned, his right arm hooking and gathering power, his body leaning forward and down.

*Boom!*

Another power-charged Nutcracker Fist slammed into the humanoid phantom beast's little brother.

A crisp cracking sound, like an egg breaking, echoed. Night Cang thought, "Heh! Got it!"

Then, Night Cang slid back, creating distance from the phantom beast to assess the results of the battle.

A few minutes passed, and the humanoid phantom beast was still lying on its back, motionless.

Night Cang stood there, thinking, "Is this guy dead? How... after my two Nutcracker Crits, how come this phantom beast didn't even make a sound?"

While cautiously guarding, Night Cang took small steps toward the phantom beast.

Suddenly! The humanoid phantom beast, as if propelled by a spring, jumped to its feet.

Caught completely off guard, Night Cang quickly stopped, his eyes fixed on the phantom beast's next move, wondering what its purpose was.

Tension filled the air. The demonic beast's unpredictable battle traversed the starry river, leaving a lonely, soul-severing trail.

The humanoid phantom beast rushed forward. Before Night Cang could react, the phantom beast slapped him in the face.

Night Cang staggered, and as he was about to fall backward, the phantom beast sprayed a mouthful of salty soda, thick and sticky, onto Night Cang's face.

Night Cang hurriedly wiped his face with his arm. The phantom beast seized the opportunity and drove a calm, deliberate punch into Night Cang's abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Night Cang's stomach churned, and he vomited.

Before Night Cang could recover, the humanoid phantom beast added another attack, spewing out aged liquor from its throat.

The thick liquor completely covered Night Cang's chest and above.

Night Cang tried to swing his arms to counterattack but found that his hands seemed stuck together by the sticky substance.

Reacting swiftly, Night Cang realized he still had his legs.

*Whoosh!* A high sweeping kick aimed at the phantom beast.

The phantom beast's dull, dead fish eyes remained calm.

*Bang!*

Just as Night Cang was about to connect, the phantom beast sprayed more of the viscous liquid, engulfing Night Cang's right foot.

Using the momentum of the aerial impact.

Night Cang was stuck to the wall by the sticky liquid.

Now, only his left foot was free. He struggled, trying to break free from the sticky goo.

But no matter how much he struggled, it was all in vain.

The phantom beast looked at Night Cang, a blissful smile spreading across its face. "Leaper... I'm so, so hungry. I'm coming... I'm going to eat you..."

Suddenly!

The humanoid phantom beast charged forward at incredible speed, rushing straight at Night Cang, then bent down, wrapping its arms around Night Cang's abdomen.

To protect himself from the slobbering phantom beast, Night Cang desperately pushed against the phantom beast's shoulders with his single free foot.

"Hungry... I'm so hungry..."

*Thwack!*

The humanoid phantom beast bit down on Night Cang's left foot, blood spurting out between the phantom beast's teeth.

Then, the phantom beast bit into Night Cang's side. Night Cang gritted his teeth, a groan escaping his lips.

"Damn it! This phantom beast is a rabid dog!"

The humanoid phantom beast, as if reborn as a starving ghost, turned and bit at Night Cang's thigh.

*Crack!*

After a crisp sound, a cracking noise came from Night Cang's pocket.

This creature was about 1.9 meters tall, with a glossy, dark complexion. Its muscles were exceptionally strong, toned, and full of tension. A stylish set of dreadlocks hung like autumn leaves swaying in the wind, resembling both strands and ballads.

A Rakshasa-like face, so ghastly that even demons wept at its sight. An eagle's beak marked it as an apex predator at the top of the food chain.

Without a moment to spare, the phantom beast, Ying Yan, stepped behind the humanoid phantom beast.

*Boom!*

Ying Yan delivered a German Suplex, slamming the humanoid phantom beast into the ground. "Night Cang, I've saved you again."

With that, Ying Yan tore open the sticky saliva that bound Night Cang.

Night Cang asked, "Ying Yan! When did you get here?"

Ying Yan chuckled and replied, "Is that even a question? When you were leaving, Xier slipped me into your pocket without you noticing. Just now, that phantom beast tried to bite your thigh, but it bit right onto the phantom beast box that seals me."

Night Cang tore off a piece of his clothes and bandaged the wounds on his foot and side. "Ying Yan, I'll thank you later. There's one more thing I hope you won't interfere with."

Before Night Cang could finish, Ying Yan interrupted, "You want to solo this B+ phantom beast, right? Of course, that's no problem. Whether you're a leaper or a martial artist skilled in all the fighting techniques in the universe, if you don't have an unyielding pride in your bones..."

"Then... you're not worthy of being a real man! Night Cang! You have the stubbornness of a fighter, the unyielding character of a man, and a heart that never retreats!"

After Ying Yan's flurry of flattery, the humanoid phantom beast transformed once again, becoming an explosive spring.

*Bang!*

The humanoid phantom beast burst from the ground, its drowsy dead fish eyes staring at Night Cang and Ying Yan, mumbling, "Two... there are two... I'm so hungry, so hungry."

Night Cang took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. He looked at the humanoid phantom beast, his eyes now filled with determination! He thought, "I, Night Cang! Will never lose to the same person... twice!"

"Hey! B-class phantom beast! The next two moves are Zero-Domain techniques I learned when I was in dire straits."

*Whoosh!*

Night Cang quickly slid forward diagonally, moving his body in step, "Hyperspace Zero-Domain: Ghost Cry!"

*Boom!*

Night Cang unleashed a devastating backhand punch, so powerful it could make gods and demons despair, directly shattering the humanoid phantom beast's head.

The humanoid phantom beast forcibly endured the Zero-Domain technique, which possessed the force of a nuclear bomb.

Then, the humanoid phantom beast spun through the air like a bullet fired from a gun, flying dozens of meters.

*Tap!*

Night Cang accelerated toward the humanoid phantom beast.

This time, he didn't move in a straight line, but rather accelerated in two stages along a zigzag path.

*Tap! Tap!*

The humanoid phantom beast was still spinning in the air. Night Cang quickly grabbed the phantom beast's calf, its head facing down, a look of fear on its face.

Night Cang said calmly, "You'll experience my ultimate technique soon."

Night Cang grabbed the phantom beast with one hand, slightly tilting his body and raising his arm to chest level. This was Night Cang's starting stance for his finishing move, Hyperspace Zero-Domain: Demonic God Frenzy.

A series of sounds, *whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...*, capable of scorching the air and tearing the wind, echoed around them.

Suddenly, the phantom beast's head and body broke the sound barrier, continuously surging upward.

*Whoosh...* As Night Cang's arm swung backward and upward with force, the phantom beast's body transformed into a twisted, water-soaked towel, swirling and dancing in the arc of light and shadow.