Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

The outline of the entire altar is a perfect Nazca Line, a "giant" directly etched into the earth.

The lines are not made of paint, but of bottomless canyons, as if a god, in the form of a giant, had pressed a scar into the earth that would never heal.

The main body of the altar is a strange crystal that no one has ever seen before, somewhere between obsidian and solid shadow.

It greedily absorbed the last ray of light under the miasma-shrouded sky, and within its pitch-black interior, it reflected countless distorted and deformed human faces, silently screaming.

Those were the tens of thousands of souls sacrificed here; their despair and suffering became the foundational bricks of this altar.

The altar has nine levels, descending layer by layer following the outline of the giant.

The staircase was incredibly wide, but below it lay nothing but densely packed traces of ancient underworld runes.

The runes shimmered with a faint, eerie light, like pairs of malevolent eyes peering into the abyss, sending chills down one's spine.

At the highest point of the altar, a group of people were looking down at them with cold, mocking eyes.

It was Ling Zhiyong and his group.

"You're really something. Even the High Elf Realm couldn't hold you for long."

Ling Zhiyong stood at the very front, hands behind his back, a barely perceptible glint of appreciation flashing in his eyes, as if he were admiring a work of art.

Mo Tieshan, however, seemed somewhat annoyed. He stepped forward, his face filled with resentment at having his plans disrupted, and spoke angrily in a victorious tone:

"However, it's all too late!"

"The altar and offerings are ready; it's too late for you to stop it!"

"He has arrived!"

He had known of You Yang's existence for a long time. From the time he accidentally provoked him before, he realized that You Yang was not simple.

However, You Yang's strength was too great, so great that he dared not easily retaliate.

He was truly enraged after learning that Morino Yu had been captured by Ling Shiyao.

He once wanted to capture You Yang and torture him in the most cruel way to vent his anger.

But he eventually managed to calm himself down.

Because You Yang is too strong. In this world, strength often represents one's background.

After all, those powerful cards cannot be explained simply by a chance encounter.

Especially considering how young You Yang is, he doesn't look like a lone wolf with no one to rely on at all.

Mo Tieshan wasn't afraid of offending people. He had already hit rock bottom and had nothing left to lose.

However, he was afraid that his plan would be discovered.

If they make a move against You Yang and attract the attention of the person behind You Yang, then his plan is very likely to be discovered in advance.

Only when he succeeds can he be considered a historical figure of unparalleled stature.

If they fail or are discovered beforehand, he and Ling Zhiyong will undoubtedly be branded as heretics and traitors to the country, facing the harshest judgment before the people of the nation.

Those around them will also be endlessly implicated.

He didn't care; he was already all alone.

But he knew that the person Ling Zhiyong valued most in this world was his daughter.

If this matter involves Ling Shiyao, he believes that Ling Zhiyong will immediately turn against him.

Without Ling Zhiyong's help, let alone continuing their research, it's questionable whether they even have a foothold in Tian Shu City.

So he endured it, neither retaliating against You Yang nor Ling Shiyao, and he didn't even send anyone to rescue Senye You who had been captured.

"Phew... Let's retreat."

Xie Wan'an gazed at the colossal shadow of the god that had descended and blotted out the sky, a deep sense of desolation and powerlessness flashing in his eyes, and his originally straight back slumped slightly at this moment.

Unexpectedly, despite rushing as fast as I could, I was still... a step too late.

The altar has been successfully opened, and the shadow of the gods that blots out the sky has descended. What can these insignificant mortals do?

Although Tiandao Lian's expression was also filled with deep resentment, she rationally reached out and gently tugged at You Yang's sleeve, signaling him with her eyes to leave quickly.

The ceremony has now begun and entered an irreversible phase; even if another deity were to arrive, it would likely be unable to interrupt it.

If we want to seal this god of the underworld again, we can only wait until he has fully descended before making further plans.

But was it that my initial judgment was wrong?

The scene of the god of the underworld descending this time seems to be different from any of the times recorded in the family records.

However, there are a total of seven gods of the underworld, and each of them descends in a different scene, which is quite normal.

You Yang understood her gaze. He glanced deeply at the group of people at the top of the altar who had fallen into fanaticism, nodded, and took the lead in turning around and walking back the way they came.

Since things are beyond our control, let's leave.

Seeing that You Yang and his group had chosen to leave, Mo Tieshan and Ling Zhiyong did not order them to give chase.

For them, You Yang and his group were no longer important at this moment; what mattered most was the imminent arrival of the gods.

However, during this brief, tense standoff, no one present noticed that high above, the Nazca Lines, formed by miasma and symbolizing the "giants," were being forcibly erased and covered by an even more violent and tyrannical force.

Instead, a giant vulture with outstretched wings blotted out the sky!

"Ah~"

"I'm really not used to the human body."

"This body is really weak; it can barely withstand my presence."

Just as You Yang and his companions left the altar's perimeter, the towering, dark red beam of light began to slowly contract and recede, eventually pouring entirely into the petite figure at the center of the altar.

The sleeping girl finally slowly... opened her eyes at this moment!

She moved her limbs somewhat awkwardly, the sounds she made carrying a hint of drowsy awakening, yet were exceptionally sweet.

From the outside, she seemed no different from any other awakened girl.

Until, her eyes, which were as black as the underworld and had no whites visible, opened completely.

An immense, suffocating divine power, filled with the aura of death and decay, spread outwards from her center in all directions!

That powerful aura proclaimed to the world that they had succeeded!

They successfully brought the earthbound god into the body of the young girl that had been carefully prepared for Him!

"Great God! Welcome to your arrival!"

The black-robed high priest was the first to react. With a fanatical and distorted expression on his face, he respectfully stepped forward, knelt heavily on both knees, and worshipped the awakened girl with the utmost devotion.

"Hmm, well done."

The descending girl nodded in satisfaction, then casually raised her hand and snapped her fingers crisply.

With the snap of the fingers, the black-robed men who had collapsed and died from blood loss began to tremble violently.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, they slowly stood up, expressionless, like puppets on strings.

The black-robed figures, now "reborn," exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with the fanaticism of resurrection.

They immediately knelt down in unison and began to prostrate themselves in worship before the girl in front of them.

The girl wore a childlike, innocent yet cruel smile, and it was clear that she enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by mortals.

"You also have important people in your lives, right?"

"Should I revive you guys while I'm at it?"

The girl's voice was sweet, but the content of her words made Mo Tieshan and Ling Zhiyong's hearts sink.

With light steps, she passed the kneeling crowd and slowly approached Mo Tieshan and Ling Zhiyong.

Instantly, a terrifying aura, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down on the two of them!

Ling Zhiyong's expression changed instantly. He subconsciously stepped forward and shielded Mo Tieshan behind him.

A pure and dazzling white starlight suddenly shone from his body. He suppressed the divine power that almost crushed his soul, glared at the girl before him, and said, word by word:

"Don't use your dirty tricks... to defile her!"

As her husband, he absolutely could not allow such disgusting things to touch the most sacred and pure land in his heart.

Even if the opponent is... a so-called god!

The glimmer of hope that had ignited in Old Mo's eyes because of the girl's words was completely extinguished by Ling Zhiyong's resolute words.

Yes, how can we tarnish their reputation for our own selfish desires?

They were naturally aware of the authority possessed by the "Earthbound God".

However, neither of them ever intended to use this authority when they first started planning.

The reason is simple: the souls of those who are resurrected by the Earthbound God will be forever controlled by the Earthbound God, becoming His most loyal servants.

This restriction was naturally a great blessing for those dark duelists who already served evil gods.

But for those who died fighting against the dark in order to protect the light, this was arguably the cruelest and most vicious form of punishment in the world.

"Oh dear, you're angry."

Faced with Ling Zhiyong's almost bursting anger, the descending girl was completely unconcerned, her face still bearing that innocent yet cruel, childlike pure smile, as if admiring an interesting toy.

"I hope you will abide by our agreement and not do anything unnecessary."

Mo Tieshan stepped forward at that moment, his slightly aged body firmly blocking Ling Zhiyong's path. He spoke respectfully to the girl before him, whose divine might was like a prison, in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Of course, even gods must abide by the contract."

Upon hearing the girl's casual words, Mo Tieshan and Ling Zhiyong's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and they both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the deity abides by the contract, then everything they have done is worthwhile.

"However..."

The girl's tone suddenly changed, and a sly, devilish smile appeared on her flawless face, causing Mo Tieshan and Ling Zhiyong to shudder and feel a strong sense of foreboding.

"I have a little...condition..."

On the other side, the group had already withdrawn from the altar area.

"Alright, let's head out now."