Bānruò Ghost Blade was still trying to talk his way out, while Ye Cang endured the bone-chilling pain, barely managing to stay conscious.

"Luke actually withstood six strikes and held on for so long... My friend, you really are strong. I really am inferior to you."

At that moment, Bānruò Ghost Blade went straight to Ye Cang and stabbed him.

*Pfft*... The short blade pierced through the ribs on the other side in an instant.

"Heh... Kid, any last words?"

Ye Cang smiled coldly and retorted, "Are *you*... afraid of pain?"

"Afraid... of pain? Kid, things have come to this, and you're still spouting nonsense?"

Ye Cang continued to press, "So... are you afraid or not?"

Ye Cang's question stunned Bānruò Ghost Blade.

He thought, "Is this kid stupid? He's destined to die, to be butchered by me... and he dares to ask me if I'm afraid of pain?"

Just as Bānruò Ghost Blade hesitated, Ye Cang seized the 0.5-second limit of human consciousness.

The so-called 0.5-second limit of consciousness refers to the 0.5-second delay in human consciousness.

Humans firmly believe that their actions are determined by their consciousness.

But in reality, the brain has already sent signals 0.5 seconds before a decision is made.

In other words, by the time you realize you've made a decision, your brain has already been working for 0.5 seconds. Consciousness lags behind brain signals by 0.5 seconds.

For example...

If a knife is flying towards us, our brain will have already sent signals the moment we see it coming.

But at this point, consciousness is not yet prepared.

After the brain processes and analyzes the information for 0.5 seconds, it will issue an order to dodge the danger, and then the body will act to avoid the flying knife.

That is to say, from the moment the brain sends a signal to consciousness, to the moment consciousness makes a corresponding action, there is a very brief 0.5-second period of unconsciousness. During that time, the human body is in a stiff, undefended state.

In other words, during those 0.5 seconds, the enemy can attack us at will, without any defense.

To be or not to be, the victory or defeat hangs on that instant.

And Ye Cang seized the 0.5 seconds of Bānruò Ghost Blade's bewilderment and bit down on his nose.

*Crack!*

A crisp sound of bone shattering and blood splattering spread around.

Ye Cang jerked his head, and Bānruò Ghost Blade's entire nose was torn off, sending him flying back half a meter.

"Ah... ah! My nose, my nose is gone... I'm a chef, how can I smell delicious things without a nose?"

At that moment, Bānruò Ghost Blade seemed to be going mad, talking to himself and spouting nonsense.

Ye Cang seized the opportunity, flicking the flying knives that he had previously reversed and driven into the ground.

When Ye Cang's Guangyan (Radiant Flame) energy touched these six flying knives, he had imperceptibly infused them with his core Guangyan energy.

*Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!*

The six flying knives sensed the Guangyan core force driving them and all flew towards Ye Cang.

And the person standing in front of Ye Cang was none other than Bānruò Ghost Blade.

*Pfft! Pfft pfft pfft! Pfft pfft!*

The six cold, shadowy blades pierced through Bānruò Ghost Blade's two kneecaps and shoulders.

And the last two pierced his throat and the back of his head in an extremely bizarre manner.

Bānruò Ghost Blade died... He never dreamed that he would die by his own knives.

Seeing that Bānruò Ghost Blade was still conscious, Ye Cang seized the opportunity to say, "Your little knife tricks can only fool my good friend Luke, who has always been sincere and kind."

"If... you and I were to fight seriously, I might not be your opponent."

"Perhaps, I would need to join forces with Feng Lei and the others. But... you are too devious, scheming, and flashy."

"So... your death... is not accidental, but inevitable!"

Hearing this, one could easily see the regret, the struggle, and the unwillingness in Bānruò Ghost Blade's eyes.

Seeing that Bānruò Ghost Blade was still not coughing up blood and dying, Ye Cang continued his verbal assault, "Oh... I forgot to tell you... I was seriously injured when you cut me earlier."

"Now... I've only recovered less than 70% of my strength. In other words, you were completely destroyed by a crippled man, an incompetent chef."

*Pfft!*

Bānruò Ghost Blade could no longer withstand Ye Cang's verbal barrage, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out.

He fell... The chef in Bānruò Flavor Village, the one responsible for cutting meat and draining blood, fell.

Looking at Ye Cang, the chains that had bound him had all disappeared. Having lost too much blood from the numerous stab wounds, Ye Cang could no longer hold on and passed out.

When he woke up again, Ye Cang was lying on a tatami mat covered with flower petals.

"Ugh... my wounds are healing so slowly... It would be great if I had a healing pod right now."

Ye Cang said as he pushed the door open and walked out.

Looking around, Ye Cang couldn't find Luke or Feng Lei.

Just then, a Huā Mí (Flower Intoxicated) elf walked up to Ye Cang and said, "Brother Ye Cang... Brother Luke and Brother Feng Lei are digging a canal."

Ye Cang looked blank. "A canal? What canal?"

The Huā Mí elf explained, "A canal is a canal. If you go forward, you will see them."

After thanking the elf, Ye Cang clutched his wounded abdomen and successfully found the two men digging in the ground.

"Hey! Friends! What are you two doing?"

Luke saw that Ye Cang had woken up, threw down the digging tool, put his arm around Ye Cang's shoulder, and said, "Friend, there's a small hill ahead. Past the small hill, there's a volcano crater."

"The strange thing is that instead of lava, warm, clear spring water comes out of this crater."

"So, we are digging a canal, all the way from the volcano crater. That way, if we bring the hot spring here, it will be much easier for us to get water for drinking and use."