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Her decisiveness and resoluteness brought a bright smile back to You Yang's eyes, which had been filled with sadness.

You Yang took a small step back and solemnly clasped his hands in a salute to Xie Wan'an: "Thank you for your kind words. Then... wish me success."

After saying that, You Yang turned around and straddled the blood-red D-wheel that radiated a timeless glow without hesitation.

With a furious roar from the engine, the blood-red motorcycle transformed into a blinding streak of light and sped away, disappearing from Xie Wan'an's sight in the blink of an eye without leaving behind a single unnecessary word!

Chapter 359 Going Back to the Past, Changing Everything!

Just as the crimson time tunnel was about to close, a dazzling golden light streaked across the sky like a meteor, precisely disappearing into the turbulent temporal currents at the last instant the spatial rift closed.

You Yang turned his head slightly, looking at the gray-clad You Yang who was closely following beside him, and only a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He tightened his grip on the handlebars slightly, increasing the pressure, and with the engine roaring wildly, the blood-red D-wheel beneath him surged in speed once more, transforming into a crimson lightning bolt that tore through time.

Gray Youyang hovered beside the motorcycle like a phantom. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but looking at Youyang's resolute profile, all his words turned into a long, helpless sigh.

He knew his other self too well. Since You Yang had already made up his mind, there was no point in saying anything now.

The wind howled, and all the epic experiences the two had gone through flashed by on the scarlet tunnel walls like a faded old movie.

There you'll find the domineering radiance of the Victory Dragon, which brought everything to an end; the majestic and sacred pure white figure of the Lightbringer; and the seven ancient artifacts and the mysterious Netherworld Tablets that exude an ancient aura...

All these awe-inspiring scenes were left behind by the speeding D-wheel.

In the end, what was reflected in You Yang's heterochromatic pupils was a scene that felt extremely familiar to him—the moment when the [Azure-Eyed Chaos Dragon] made its fierce entrance with destructive pressure.

However, even though the timeline had rewound to this point, You Yang had no intention of slowing down or stopping. Instead, he stared sharply ahead and continued to speed away on his motorcycle towards the more distant past.

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With a piercing screech of tires screeching as the blood-red D-wheel, carrying a powerful gust of air, came to a steady stop atop a towering modern building.

"So this is really our first stop?"

The gray figure of Youyang coalesced in the night wind and asked softly.

You Yang removed the key and parked the D-wheel steadily.

He strode to the edge of the building's rooftop and looked down at the ground below.

Below me lies a bustling metropolis, still teeming with traffic, and directly beneath the building is a wide intersection.

Just then, the traffic light turned green, and a large crowd gathered in front of the zebra crossing, with pedestrians hurrying across the street.

Yu Yang, facing the wind, chuckled and replied, "Hey, don't make it sound like I'm being biased. I'm strictly following the timeline, okay?"

Gray Sun ignored his slightly lighthearted joke and instead cut straight to the point with a serious expression, asking, "What are you planning to do next?"

Upon hearing this, You Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze instantly turned cold.

He raised his hand and gently removed the gleaming gold fountain pen that was clipped to his chest.

Upon seeing this, Gray Sun's brows immediately furrowed tightly:

"What's lurking below is nothing more than the Earthbound God Karaiva. With our current strength, taking it down would be a piece of cake. There's really no need to use His power here, is there?"

You Yang did not stop despite the dissuasion. He had already raised the golden pen tip, like a hunter holding a sniper rifle, and aimed precisely at the center of the intersection below.

"It doesn't really take much effort to deal with it, but according to the usual procedure, we always have to wait until it has absorbed enough souls and truly descended into this world before we can take action."

You Yang’s tone was calm but revealed an undeniable decisiveness: “That kind of variable is too risky. In comparison, I prefer to nip such danger in the bud.”

The moment You Yang finished speaking, a sudden change occurred at the intersection below!

A strange, pale blue light, exuding an aura of death, suddenly shone on the asphalt road without warning. Then, as if it had a life of its own, it began to spread rapidly outwards along the cracks in the ground, silently outlining the mark that symbolized a lizard amidst the commotion.

However, the crowd inside the formation continued their noisy journey, completely unaware of the anomaly beneath their feet.

You Yang didn't say another word. His eyes sharpened, and his right hand, which was gripping the pen tightly, immediately began to swing powerfully in the air.

The pale blue earthbound divine fire that had begun to ignite on the ground below was instantly swallowed up like snowflakes meeting the scorching sun the moment it was touched by the vast golden light drawn by the tip of the brush. In the blink of an eye, the calamity mark that was enough to wreak havoc on the area vanished without a trace.

The pedestrians on the street continued to make their way to their destinations in an orderly manner, their steps unhurried, completely unaware that in just a few short seconds, they had narrowly escaped death.

"All done, time to head to the next coordinate."

You Yang smiled with satisfaction and deftly pinned the gold pen back to his chest.

He turned around and stepped onto the D-wheel. The engine roared violently once again, and a scarlet spacetime portal, accompanied by distorted light, opened up again above the rooftop.

"Your style of doing things... is really simple and crude."

Seeing this, Gray Wanderer could only shake his head helplessly and transformed into a streak of light to follow closely behind once again.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the now-calm intersection below, a family of three stood quietly at the zebra crossing, waiting for the green light.

The little girl, her hands gently held by her parents, was looking around listlessly with her big eyes. Suddenly, she looked up and saw a huge, bright character floating quietly above the roof of the tall building across the street.

Looking at the Chinese character that seemed vaguely familiar, the little girl tilted her head and began to try to recall what her kindergarten teacher had taught her in her literacy textbook earlier that day.

That glittering word... does it look like the "roll" in "rolling"?

Under the innocent gaze of the little girl, the domineering "Get out" sign high in the sky began to fade.

Finally, it transformed into soft golden halos in the breeze, forming a blank card with a white border that exuded a sacred aura. Then, it turned into a shooting star and silently merged into the little girl's body.

"Lilith, what are you looking up at all by yourself?"

"The light has turned red, time to cross the street."

The gentle voice of her mother calling her ear instantly drew the little girl's attention away from the fading golden lettering in the sky and back to the flat road in front of her.

The little girl gathered her thoughts, obediently held her parents' hands, and started walking.

After all, the teacher already taught us in class that we should be careful when crossing the road, stop at red lights and go at green lights!

The torrent of time rushed past all around, and when the scene re-framed, it was a pitch-black rainy night with torrential rain and raging winds.

The slight smile that had been playing in You Yang's eyes had completely vanished. Now, his eyes, reflecting the rain, were filled with a chilling, icy light.

He stood quietly in the rain, gazing at the large, rusty black iron gate in front of him.

He placed his long, slender hand on the door and applied slight pressure. The heavy iron door immediately creaked under the strain, then swung open to both sides with a deafening roar.

Who are you?!

The people inside were startled by the loud noise and shouted angrily.

"This aura...you're an Elf Duelist?!"

You Yang's arrogant and sudden intrusion naturally startled everyone hiding inside the house. One of them steadied himself, pointed at You Yang, and loudly questioned him.

However, You Yang didn't even bother to glance at him.

A flash of raging purple lightning streaked across his lowered eyes like a dragon.

Guided by an unseen connection, he ignored the surrounding noise and strode straight into one direction inside the house.

"Hey, stop right there!"

"Otherwise, we won't be so polite!"

Before the words were even finished, several eerie figures clad in wide black robes burst out from the dark corner, their killing intent palpable as they pounced on You Yang's location like hungry wolves.

However, before these men in black robes could even get close to You Yang, blinding purple lightning flashed and exploded wildly inside the dark house.

As the thunder and lightning gradually subsided, a small, sharp-winged mechanical falcon quietly landed and steadily perched on You Yang's shoulder.

The mechanical raptor lowered its head and slowly cleaned the fresh bloodstains between its steel wings with its sharp, long metal beak.

At the same time, a series of muffled "thump" sounds came from behind You Yang.

Those were the sounds of lifeless corpses falling heavily into the cold pool of blood, one after another.

You Yang stepped through the blood and stopped in front of a cold glass jar.

His brows furrowed deeply as he gazed at the frail girl soaking in the jar.

"His breathing and breath were already extremely weak..."

You Yang clenched his fists, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Then... let her come back to life!"

In the void, a [Monster Resurrection] card, radiating divine life force and framed in gold, shone brightly, its warm power being greedily and unconsciously absorbed by the girl trapped in the jar.

The angry, beating heart within, intertwined with the supreme power capable of creating all things, will surely bring a new power to this world!

……

Shortly afterward, police lights flashed in the rainy night.

Ling Zhiyong, accompanied by his companions, stormed into the secluded room, guns drawn and looking wary. He immediately shouted in a booming voice:

"Don't move!"

"Hands up, all of you! You are surrounded by the police. Stop your futile resistance immediately!"

However, as soon as the warning was shouted, Ling Zhiyong froze on the spot as if he had been frozen in place.

The bloody scene that unfolded before him was no different from the legendary hellish landscape.

The cold ground was a scene of devastation, with horrifying limbs and severed bodies scattered everywhere. Thick blood flowed and pooled together, and the corpses lying on the ground were not intact at all.

Several young police officers with weaker mental fortitude could no longer bear the strong smell of blood and ran to the corner, leaning against the wall and retching violently.

Ling Zhiyong's face also became extremely ugly, so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Before taking on this case, although he already knew that the gang of thugs hiding in the shadows were a group of inhuman lunatics, he never imagined that they would be so insane.

How could they be so insane as to kill each other, and to such a point of no return?

As for why Ling Zhiyong could immediately conclude that they died from fighting among themselves?

That's because, according to his long-term investigation, most of the members of this evil organization are elf duelists who possess supernatural powers.

Looking at the cruel and bloody deaths before him, he couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation other than that the group had lost control and killed each other in the illusion due to the perverse pleasure of believing in some evil god.

Just then, one of the officers in charge of the search excitedly shouted, "Captain Ling!"

"Those children are still alive!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhiyong finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the midst of such a tragedy, this was at least some comforting good news.

"Everyone, please be careful not to disturb the crime scene. Take the children back safely first, and let more professionals handle the rest."

Ling Zhiyong issued the instructions methodically.