Luke rushed to Heng Qiu and grabbed his neck, originally intending to pull him away from Ye Cang.

Who would have thought that Heng Qiu, after transforming into a Flame Demon, would be so durable!

No matter how much he pulled, tugged, or hit him.

The Flame Demon remained on top of Ye Cang, unleashing a torrent of fiery punches.

Puff puff puff puff puff...

Ye Cang was subjected to Heng Qiu's fierce barrage, constantly bombarded with punches. This caused his consciousness to blur, and his brain suffered a brief concussion, as if... he was hallucinating.

Luke was extremely anxious, seeing his friend being ground into the dirt while he was helpless...

Boundless self-blame and guilt compelled the always upright and sincere Luke to grab Heng Qiu's hair and thrust his fingers towards Heng Qiu's eyes.

Heng Qiu knew that Luke had been pushed to his limit.

Immediately, Heng Qiu ceased his torment of Ye Cang, and following Luke's momentum of pulling his head back, he somersaulted and twisted around.

Pu!

A reverse-spinning kick struck Luke's head!

With a thud, Luke was struck to his knees by this enhanced version of the spinning kick, and his vision filled with a kaleidoscope of Heng Qius, densely packed and countless.

Luke knew that his vision was impaired only because his brain had suffered a severe impact.

While slapping his head with one hand, Luke shook his head vigorously, trying to regain his previous state as soon as possible.

Heng Qiu slowly walked towards Luke, thinking to himself, "I knew at a glance that this kid is an honest and pure person."

"I didn't expect... that for the sake of his partner, he would resort to such dirty tricks as eye-gouging, in order to buy his partner even a moment's respite."

Heng Qiu walked up to Luke and patted him on the shoulder.

Luke had just raised his head...

Pu!

Heng Qiu punched Luke, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

Luke did not compromise because of this, but instead, panting heavily, he tried to stand up again while supporting himself with one hand.

Heng Qiu saw Luke's intention, but ignored it. He walked straight to Luke, grabbed the back of Luke's collar with one hand, and lifted him up.

Pu!

A lightning-fast kick sent Luke flying again.

Luke lay helplessly on his back, his limbs weak. As his consciousness faded, he looked at the dim and traceless night sky of the Underworld, "Ugh... I have to get up quickly... otherwise, Ye Cang will be in danger."

Luke struggled to turn over, his feet trembling, his hands desperately propping himself up on the ground, "Heng Qiu... you son of a bitch! This grandpa is standing right here, have a good fight with me."

Having said that, Luke's eyes were contemptuous, his smile light and provocative.

Heng Qiu walked up to Luke and said with extreme disdain, "Young man... don't be too arrogant!"

Luke struggled to straighten his back and retorted, "Not arrogant! What's the point of being young?"

After hearing Luke's answer, Heng Qiu smiled blissfully, "In that case... then you two shall die here!"

Heng Qiu grabbed Luke's neck with his left hand, lifted him up with one hand, and after briefly charging up his right fist, he unleashed a storm of furious punches on Luke.

Pu! Puff puff puff puff puff...

He didn't know how much time had passed, or how many punches Heng Qiu had thrown.

Suddenly, Luke's hands fell like autumn leaves, taking away the last hint of coolness from summer.

Seeing this, Heng Qiu stopped attacking. Then he grabbed Luke's neck and shook him a few times casually, "Damn! He just died like that? What a pity."

Thump! Heng Qiu casually threw Luke aside.

Suddenly!

Heng Qiu sensed a wave of killing intent behind him that could rival the Ghost King!

At this moment! Right behind him!

Heng Qiu carefully turned his head to look behind him, "It's him! It's that kid!"

Ye Cang's eyes were now emitting the light of stars, the color of the universe.

With each step Ye Cang took, the white-blue starlight in his eyes seemed to be dragged along, slowly returning to its original position in Ye Cang's eyes. The aura around him was even more like countless, faint and profound, boundless specks of starlight.

Heng Qiu composed himself, "You littl..."

Before Heng Qiu could finish speaking, Ye Cang punched him in the face!

With just one punch!

The flames that enveloped Heng Qiu's head were shattered with a single blow.

In an instant, the flames that had been strengthening and enveloping Heng Qiu's head dissipated.

Before Heng Qiu could be sent flying by Ye Cang's punch.

Ye Cang immediately pressed down on Heng Qiu's shoulders, preventing him from losing his strength and gliding away.

Then, Ye Cang clenched his fist and waved it a few times in front of Heng Qiu, "Uncle! See that? A fist as big as a casserole!"

As soon as he finished speaking! Bang!

Ye Cang punched into Heng Qiu's chest!!!

The flames strengthening the surrounding chest area were also shattered by this punch.

Instantly! A vortex-shaped dent was punched into Heng Qiu's chest by Ye Cang.

Before Heng Qiu's brain could take corresponding measures, Ye Cang launched a spinning back kick, deliberately aiming at Heng Qiu's cheek.

Crack!!!

The internal skeletal structure of Heng Qiu's cheek instantly shattered.

This kick, powered by Ye Cang's deliberate force, caused Heng Qiu to rotate counterclockwise 720 degrees in mid-air due to the force of inertia.

The rapid rotation even cut through the air, emitting a soft, soft, air-friction sound.

Thump!

Heng Qiu fell heavily to the ground, and all the high-temperature flames that had strengthened his body also dissipated under Ye Cang's spinning side kick.

Heng Qiu rolled over onto his back, propped himself up with his hands, and looked at Ye Cang with an incredulous expression, "Bro... wait. Have you forgotten? I even treated you to a meal."

Ye Cang raised his head, looked down with a sneer, and then launched a Trans-Spatial Zero-Domain Night Incineration Stomp towards Heng Qiu's head.

Boom!

The white-blue starlight once again crowned the sky of the Underworld.

After a moment, countless specks of starlight rained down on the land of the Underworld.

Ye Cang looked up at the falling starlight, "This time! I will let my starlight illuminate the entire Underworld."

Just then, a lonely starlight, a crushed starlight, fell on Luke's face. Instantly, Luke's consciousness, as if at the moment the starlight brushed his face, entered the center of a dream...

Ye Cang walked up to Luke, bent down, and patted him twice, "Friend, the battle is over. We should go back too. Friend, wake up."

After Ye Cang called out several times, Luke still did not move.

At this time, Ye Cang's heart was already surging, and tears welled up in his eyes and streamed down his cheeks.

Yes... the always indifferent Ye Cang, the Ye Cang with an open heart.

At this moment, he saw his best friend willing to be Heng Qiu's punching bag in order to protect himself and preserve himself.

In the end... he died in the Underworld.

If... love is like the spring breeze for ten miles, nothing compares to you.

Then... the friendship between Ye Cang and Luke is like colored glaze, everyone vies for it, but it cannot compare to the shining starry sky.