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

As his knuckles turned pale from the exertion, You Yang muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone carrying an unyielding domineering air:

"I already said... I hate tragedies!"

boom--!

The moment the words fell, an incomparably dazzling golden light, even surpassing the blazing sun in the sky, suddenly burst forth violently from the deepest part of You Yang's chest!

Under the radiation of this powerful and divine force, the [Victory Dragon], which was gradually becoming transparent and about to dissipate with the wind as the gray sun was drawn away, was actually stabilized by this materialized golden light, which firmly held its massive form in place.

Those hiding in the rear positions were all dumbfounded, speechless.

The earth-shattering conversation between Gu Qingyuan and You Yang that just took place, transcending dimensions and the essence of the world, contained an astonishing amount of information. It was like a mental hurricane, causing an indelible and enormous impact on the established worldviews of everyone present.

However, before they could recover from the dizzying shock, they were horrified to see that Youyang in the sky was undergoing another incredible change.

A card, enveloped in a dense golden light, flew straight out of You Yang's arms with a clear phoenix cry and hovered silently in mid-air in front of him.

The card was spinning rapidly along an elusive trajectory, its dazzling light obscuring its true appearance and structure.

Between heaven and earth, only Youyang, who stood here, and the gray Youyang beside him, clearly knew just how great this card, which was exuding the aura of creation, truly was.

This is the core foundation for building the spiritual realm of Youyang.

It is also the ultimate trump card that has transcended endless time and space and has always maintained Youyang's existence in the world.

Its name is—【The Creation Dragon of All Things】!

Chapter 358 One Word Stops All Things! The Supreme Authority of the Creator Dragon of All Things! What is written is reality!

The gale gradually subsided, and Youyang stood quietly in mid-air.

He stared at the mysterious card hovering in front of him, radiating a soft light.

The initial ripples in those heterochromatic eyes, a blend of gold and gray, gradually faded, replaced by an undeniable determination and resolve.

"do not want!"

Gray Youyang seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically. He only had time to let out a strange, distorted cry of surprise.

However, before he could step forward to stop him, You Yang's slender fingers, carrying an air of unwavering resolve, gently touched the surface of the rapidly spinning card.

Om-!

With a crisp tremor, the entire card transformed into countless dazzling golden streaks of light the moment it touched the fingertip, and then exploded apart in the void.

Immediately afterwards, these flying light particles seemed to be drawn by some invisible law, rapidly reorganizing and converging in front of You Yang.

As the light gradually subsided, the card that originally carried the power of creation transformed into an exquisite fountain pen with an ancient design and a dazzling golden light flowing throughout. It was quietly suspended in mid-air, radiating a heart-palpitating fluctuation of rules.

"Gu Qingyuan is dead, and everything is over!"

"We've won! There's absolutely no need to use Him right now!"

The gray figure of Youyang flickered violently in the void. His usually cool and carefree voice was now unusually tinged with a slight tremor and an almost pleading tone.

Is it really... over?

You Yang did not immediately reach out and grasp the golden fountain pen in front of him, which symbolized supreme power.

He simply turned his head slightly, casting his gaze upon the vast land below, surveying the devastated landscape around him.

As far as the eye can see, the once bustling city has long since been reduced to a shocking ruin.

The scene was one of utter devastation, with countless skyscrapers collapsing and crumbling into cold, lifeless ruins.

The glaring crimson blood, like a raging flood, soaked through large areas of scorched earth. Heart-wrenching cries and desperate wails echoed through the ruins, lingering for a long time.

In this apocalyptic catastrophe, he did indeed successfully protect Tiandao Lian and the others behind him.

But... he only managed to protect a handful of people.

You Yang slightly raised his eyelids, casting his deep gaze at the sky above that seemed to have cleared up again.

Although the oppressive haze has dissipated, gentle sunlight is now trying to penetrate the clouds and shine down.

But upon closer inspection, the sunlight was cut into fragmented, mottled light and shadow by the dense, invisible, dark spatial cracks on the sky, resembling a spider web.

The crazy things Gu Qingyuan did before his death were not futile struggles.

Under the impact of those violent energies, the spatial barrier that this world relies on to block the outside world has indeed been pushed to the brink of complete collapse.

Given its riddled state of disrepair, this world's barrier can only hold on for another three to five years at most before it completely collapses.

When that time comes, without the protection of the barrier, the gates to the Elf Realm will inevitably open uncontrollably all over the world.

It may even attract countless more bizarre and unknown terrifying beings hidden in the dimensional rifts.

Even the core area that You Yang forcibly protected with his power has developed spatial cracks at its edges.

Not to mention other places.

Golden light shone brightly in You Yang's eyes. His sharp gaze, like that of a god, pierced through layers of spatial barriers, gazing at the distant land.

At the edge of his vision, in those cities and wildernesses, some unfamiliar and some familiar, You Yang clearly saw that spatial voids, like black vortexes, were suddenly tearing apart the world without warning.

Those hollows, like greedy, gaping maws, were frantically devouring everything and every living thing around them.

Deep within that twisted void, countless terrifying monsters roared as they burst forth from the cracks, slaughtering and trampling the innocent city like locusts in a plague.

"You Yang, don't do anything foolish!"

Gray Youyang's anxious voice rang in my ears again, filled with a determination to stop him at all costs.

"We're not saints who save people from suffering!"

"What do we care about the lives or deaths of other people in this world?"

"It's enough that we can protect the people we care about!"

"We simply do not have the obligation, much less the responsibility and the power to protect everything!"

"But……"

You Yang slowly turned his head, a touching gentleness flickering in his golden eyes, "I do indeed possess the power to change all of this now..."

With that whisper, You Yang no longer hesitated, and directly stretched out his steady right hand, grabbing the golden pen that was quietly floating in front of him.

"and……"

You Yang smiled faintly and said softly, "I can't just stand by and watch you disappear, can I?"

"Just like you said, I have never been a compassionate saint."

"So, all the choices I'm making right now are, in the end, just to fulfill my own needs!"

He had already made up his mind, and naturally he would not be easily swayed by a few words from Gray Youyang.

Deep down, You Yang has always been a very stubborn person.

Once he has identified a direction and established a belief, not even nine horses could pull him back a single step.

Sensing the unwavering determination in You Yang's heart, Gray You Yang naturally understood You Yang's plan, and his eyes were immediately filled with urgency and panic.

He didn't care at all what kind of miserable state this broken world would eventually become. Why should You Yang take over this mess?

Ultimately, the two of them, like the deceased Gu Qingyuan, were essentially just strangers passing through this world.

Back then, that mysterious force took it upon itself to forcibly pull You Yang into this world. After experiencing countless life-and-death crises, he has finally survived. Why should You Yang have to pay any price to act as a good Samaritan who saves the world?

What's the basis for this?!

Gray Youyang's eyes were bloodshot with rage and resentment, as if they could unleash a torrent of fury at any moment.

He let out a roar, and the semi-transparent phantom that was originally hidden on the body of the [Victory Dragon] forcibly broke free from the dragon's body.

He stretched out his hands and lunged at the dazzling gold pen in You Yang's hand, trying to snatch it away by force!

At this moment, the people hiding in the positions below listened to the puzzling conversation between the two identical boys in the sky, and their expressions were unpredictable and varied.

When they saw Gu Qingyuan vanish into thin air, they all felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from their hearts, thinking that this long and brutal battle had finally come to an end.

But now, what exactly do You Yang mean by those words about the world collapsing and about changing everything?

It's no wonder everyone was slow to react; the sudden and drastic change in the situation was simply too abrupt.

However, all the struggles were ultimately too late.

You Yang was a step ahead in the end. Just as the gray phantom of You Yang pounced on him, his slender fingers had already firmly gripped the golden pen.

Faced with the approaching gray figure, You Yang did not hesitate for even a moment.

His eyes were cold and stern, and his wrist suddenly spun in mid-air like a dragon and a phoenix dancing.

With a flourish of the brush, a golden "Stop" character, radiating boundless majesty, was instantly written out in mid-air amidst this collapsing world!

Om-! !

As this character took shape, a majestic power, transcending all laws and principles of the world, suddenly descended.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed.

Along with the rampaging spatial rifts, the roaring monsters in the distance, and the gray swarming sun that was pouncing, everything in the world was brought to a standstill at this moment, and an irreversible stillness was ushered in!

This is the supreme creative authority belonging to the [Creator Dragon of All Things]!

Everything written with this pen will disregard any rules or concepts and be forcibly transformed into an unquestionable reality!

However, since it appears in the world in the form of a fountain pen, it naturally requires the consumption of ink to write.

The ink that can power such a divine artifact as the [Creation Dragon of All Things] is no ordinary substance.

Those were all the memories, ties, and traces that You Yang had personally experienced in these two worlds, the old and the new.

In other words, that is all the proof that Youyang ever existed in this world.

This is the fundamental reason why Gray Youyang, even at the cost of his life, hysterically rushed up to stop Youyang from doing this.

In his eyes, exchanging You Yang's vibrant existence for this dilapidated world was a losing proposition, not worth it at all.

However, You Yang had a completely different idea in mind.

Deep down, he has always been a meticulous person who is very good at calculating gains and losses in secret.

He never liked to take advantage of others, but he also never wanted to suffer any loss.

Throughout his life, no matter what crossroads he faced, he would always calmly weigh the pros and cons in his mind before making any decision.