Ying Ning's face was filled with joy, like clouds in the sky reflecting vermilion red.

The hearts of sixteen-year-old girls often held fairy tales and magical fantasies.

But in Ying Ning's sixteen-year-old heart, a young man had quietly walked in.

Ying Ning held the binoculars, looking at Ye Cang. Compared with the men of this time and space, he seemed very different and abrupt.

Because in the current time and space universe, phantom beasts were like raging waves, endlessly destroying star clusters, slaughtering humans, and obliterating human history and civilization.

Countless men transformed into hyperspace jumpers, vowing to defend their homeland and star clusters. As a result, these men had very developed and strong physiques and muscle mass.

But Ye Cang seemed particularly different, with round eyes and slightly upturned corners. His lively and delicate face gave people the refined temperament and unyielding spirit of a modest gentleman!

Within that unyielding spirit, there was a hint of roguishness, revealing a man's stubbornness and tenacity.

He had light but was not dazzling, like being in harmony with the light. He was like the moon in the sky, bright but not blinding. Like the morning sun, radiant but not harsh, gentle but not weak.

He was calm and restrained, with the anger of thunder hidden within his composure.

On the battlefield, Xue Shengnan looked down on Ye Cang, looking up to the sky. He used his finger as a sword freely, and with a wave, the sword light was like a blood sacrifice.

Swish! A sword fell to kill. Like paper scraps being struck by the wind, no one cared.

The hand with which Xue Shengnan unleashed the conscious strike was still emitting a burst of bloody after-smoke from the strike's residue.

The cut mark on Ye Cang's body was constantly generating pain.

This intriguing intangible strike undoubtedly allowed Ye Cang to truly experience the pain firsthand.

Ye Cang's expression changed drastically, and he gasped for breath.

Ying Ning and Ye Wenxiao, far away thousands of meters, saw everything clearly from Xue Shengnan's perspective of conscious attack.

Seeing Ye Cang being completely defeated by Xue Shengnan, Ying Ning's heart was instantly filled with anger, like a spark hitting the earth's surface. "Get up and hit him! Hit him, damn it! Hit him, damn it! Get up!"

Ye Wenxiao glanced at Ying Ning, who was three feet high in flames, and said with confidence, "From a physics point of view, this brother was not hit by Xue Shengnan's blade at all."

"It's just that Xue Shengnan's attack is special. Even if the brain and consciousness try to deny it, the body will automatically acknowledge it."

"Xue Shengnan is sending a signal of being attacked to that brother's brain. The signal is then fed back to the flesh and body."

"Ying Ning... we need to wait. It's already futile to rashly launch an assist. This brother is probably out of fighting spirit. I can feel that the fighting spirit on his body has been defeated by Xue Shengnan. It won't be long before he's finished."

Ying Ning gritted her teeth and retorted angrily, "Do I need you to tell me that! Can't I see for myself?!"

Ye Wenxiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed a few times inexplicably, to cover up the awkwardness just now, "Hahaha, yes, yes. I was being talkative. Haha... haha."

At this time, Xue Shengnan said triumphantly, "How is it... kid. This is the difference between you and me, the difference in strength. And the limit difference in the quantum rate in the body."

"Regardless of the level of strength or the limit of the quantum rate. You can't compare with me. Losing! Is your only destiny!"

Xue Shengnan grabbed Ye Cang's hair, and his right hand, using his finger as a sword, was about to use an unconscious strike to stab into Ye Cang's neck.

"Ye Cang! Don't hate me. Didn't you also, like me, feel an immense loathing in your heart when you first met some people... didn't you?"

In the midst of the crisis, the smoke was heavy with painted ink. The sky was full of yellow sand, but it was hoarse.

Ying Ning and Ye Wenxiao mustered all the hyperspace quantum particles in their bodies, preparing to assist Ye Cang.

Just then, a pebble hit Xue Shengnan.

Poof...

The pebble landed on Xue Shengnan's calf, making an extremely faint sound. He turned his head and saw it was the grandmother and grandson in the ruins.

The old woman supported the paralyzed Tianxing, leaning on crutches with both hands, glaring at Xue Shengnan together with Tianxing on her back.

Xue Shengnan looked at the grandmother and grandson with disdain, and said slowly, "Since you... want to die before Ye Cang. Then I can only fulfill you two first."

Poof!

Xue Shengnan threw Ye Cang down and was about to kill the old woman and Tianxing.

Bang!

Xue Shengnan was unexpectedly grabbed by the ankle by Ye Cang, who had lost his fighting spirit. He glared, then stepped on Ye Cang's face.

Bang!

Ye Cang's head was instantly stomped into the ground, parallel to the surface.

Xue Shengnan was about to turn around and move, but Ye Cang still refused to let go.

Suddenly, Xue Shengnan seemed to be angered by Ye Cang's actions and began to stomp wildly on Ye Cang's head, "You trash! Not knowing whether to live or die!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang... Each stomp by Xue Shengnan was like a powerful grenade, indiscriminately bombing Ye Cang's head.

As the increasingly fierce offensive intensified, each heavy leg stomp on Ye Cang's body would form an unconscious shock wave, spreading around.

As the unconscious shock wave gradually spread around, the old woman and Tianxing were also sent flying four or five meters away by the unconscious wave.

Ye Cang was completely stomped into the ground by Xue Shengnan.

Xue Shengnan glanced at Ye Cang, knowing that his body had fallen into a state of suspended animation and had no strength to struggle. With a light flick of his ankle, Ye Cang's hand swayed in the wind like duckweed on the water.

Xue Shengnan slowly walked towards the old woman, using his finger as a sword. "Old woman... everyone dies eventually. What's more, you have a useless granddaughter to take care of. Why don't I personally end you two, and it can be considered a relief for you... isn't it?"

At this moment, Ye Cang's body was in suspended animation, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. He was blaming himself in his heart, "Um... I'm... I'm sorry... Granny, Tianxing. I... I still couldn't fulfill the promise that a man should fulfill. I... I'm so useless. I couldn't even protect the two of you."

In an instant... Ye Cang was filled with grief and indignation, and shed tears of a man.

At this time, it was the height of summer with cicadas chirping and frogs croaking in the swamps.

Now... only the rustling, squeaking debris and endless desolation remained.

The cool breeze that originally caressed the face in summer was now like a hot wave violently hitting the face.

Swish! A sword intent swept across! It was the dim and mottled desolation, the bleak frost of servants mocking bamboo.

Like the wind without borders, rolling without colorful qin strings. The old woman died in front of Tianxing just like that.

"Grandma!"

A cry of sorrow, a simple yet deeply rooted call.

Tianxing choked in her throat, not looking back. You hate to leave, no place to return.

"Beast! Beast! I'm going to kill you!"

Tianxing was like a silkworm, laboriously moving her body, inch by inch towards Xue Shengnan.

Xue Shengnan yawned when he saw Tianxing, a cripple, "Ah... you useless waste, an unaware burden. Today, I will kill you and send you two to the underworld to reunite!"