In more straightforward terms, this world was originally a three-dimensional space, but Yang Yan has entered a higher-level four-dimensional space.

These people want to attack him in a higher-dimensional space, unless their attack can break through the barrier of the current space.

Or they enter the same dimensional space as him.

Otherwise, the attacks that seem to hit are actually just striking at a bunch of air, unable to touch Yang Yan at all.

Now, among the remnants left in Manhattan, not many people can achieve this.

The attacks launched by this group, although they can touch Yang Yan, are not something he takes seriously.

At some point, a Rashomon engraved with statues of ferocious faces and fangs stands before him.

Not only does it intercept all these attacks, but the lifelike ghost heads on Rashomon grow increasingly solid as the attacks continue to fall.

This is the result of his understanding of the Devouring Power of Demonic Qi.

Coupled with Rashomon's formidable defense and the ghost heads' ability to absorb attacks, it not only successfully blocked these attacks but also strengthened its defense through devouring and absorption.

In this ebb and flow, the attacks from the Manhattan side are utterly insignificant.

However, this does not mean that this Rashomon is invincible.

If it encounters an attack far beyond its defense, it will still be instantly destroyed.

But this Rashomon was manifested by Yang Yan.

Throughout the entire Hidden World, only a rare few could achieve this.

Even the Ice Emperor Ao Tian not far away, or Alexia, one of the Nine Flower Ring Bishops, would have to go all out to barely destroy this Rashomon.

At least, for the people in Manhattan right now, Moonlight Yang Yan is already an invincible existence, and they no longer have any desire to resist.

After a series of attacks, they couldn't even break the defense, let alone hurt him.

What reason do they have to persist any longer?

"Moonlight, I admit I am not your match. However, it's impossible for you to kill me either."

Faced with the slowly approaching Yang Yan, Manhattan was not overly alarmed.

His wrinkled old face revealed a sinister smile:

"As long as I hide, when the Demon God leads the army to descend here, I will see you like a lost dog. Hahaha!"

Yang Yan raised an eyebrow and said calmly:

"Too bad, you won't have that chance!"

As he spoke, he had already passed through the defenses of the Angel Legion and Atlantis, standing still in the air not far from Manhattan.

His face maintained a calm smile all along.

At this moment, only Gabriel, Lucifer, and a powerful elder of the Atlantis tribe guarded around Manhattan.

In Yang Yan's eyes, this old fox who had caused him much trouble had his fate already in his hands.

"Moonlight, your pride is exactly why I have escaped from your hands multiple times. You cannot kill me. Come out!"

Manhattan laughed wildly, shouting to a hidden space.

However, his smile soon froze on his face, quickly engulfed by disbelief and astonishment.

Things did not unfold as he expected.

The space he reserved as a last trump card did not respond to his call.

"The Cyclops, as famous as the Twelve Titans, son of Gaia and Uranus, adept at manipulating space!"

"Having such a trump card indeed qualifies you to break through space and escape in front of me."

Yang Yan said with a smile.

It was evident that everything in this space was entirely under his control.

Seeing the incredulous expressions of Manhattan and his followers, Yang Yan couldn't help but provoke them further:

"What's wrong, surprised? Frightened? So sorry, but my subordinates' space manipulation skills aren't inferior to others. Three Thousand, come out now!"

Yang Yan's voice wasn't loud, but under Manhattan's shocked gaze, the space where the Cyclops was supposed to hide rippled slightly, yet did not crack open.

The next moment, a slender figure stepped out from the spatial ripples, holding a large head.

As he walked completely out of the spatial barrier, the spatial ripples behind him vanished without a trace.

There was not a single sign of rupture!

With such advanced space manipulation ability, apart from Three Thousand, who else under Yang Yan could it be?

Three Thousand walked out of the spatial barrier, expressionless, slightly pale, with even a hint of breathlessness.

He seemed to have just undergone a tremendous battle, consuming a lot of energy.

After his appearance, without any pause, he loudly addressed the direction where Yang Yan stood:

"King, I did not fail in my mission! I have brought you his head!"

With that, he casually threw the large head he held.

The head traced a perfect arc in the air, rolling to a stop at the feet of Manhattan,

The forehead of the head was dominated by a single large eye, retaining a gaze of immense fear from before its death, fixedly staring at Manhattan in the air.

The latter's face changed rapidly, like changing faces in Huaxia's Sichuan opera.

Only moments ago confidently proclaiming that Yang Yan could not kill him, Manhattan now seemed to have a stone lodged in his throat.

His dry lips moved a few times but produced no sound.

"Now, do I have the qualification to kill you?"

The smile on Yang Yan's face gradually disappeared, and his calm gaze was now filled with unreserved killing intent.

Simultaneously, his hands also moved.

With a flip of his hand, the Heaven and Earth Energy swirled around, quickly condensing into a massive hand, lunging at Manhattan and his guards.

Gabriel and Lucifer, as bodyguards, didn't hesitate at all, each letting out a shout, charging forward to attempt to block the terrifying strike.

The elder from Atlantis hesitated slightly, then gritting his teeth, joined the fight.

Under his spell, a Rock Giant over ten meters tall burst from the ground, launching skyward like a cannonball.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a sharp screech as if tearing through the air, the giant stone spear in its hand, imbued with fierce energy, ferociously thrust towards Yang Yan's giant hand.

The combined attack of the three collided together, Gabriel and Lucifer let out a miserable cry, spitting blood as they were thrown backward.

The sky scattered with countless black and white feathers.

The elder from Atlantis did not fare well either.

Crack!

The summoned Rock Giant was crushed by Yang Yan's palm.

The massive backlash force caused him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Staggering back over ten meters, he barely managed to stand steadily.

Of course, the trio's full-force resistance finally had some effect.

The giant hand formed of concentrated power crumbled and dissipated rapidly.

However, when they looked back, they found Manhattan had already escaped thousands of miles away.