Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

A giant dragon roared behind her, its wings spreading wide, blotting out the sky. A gale, carrying the dragon's breath, swept away the defending crowd in an instant.

The surrounding walls creaked under the strain, cracks spread like a spider web, and gravel fell in a flurry.

The defense team was terrified, but they tried to remain calm. They quickly retreated and formed a defensive formation, their dark gun barrels pointed at Yilan and the dragon, their fingers tightly on the triggers, but none of them dared to attack first.

"Who are you?!" The captain's voice trembled, but he still managed to ask the question.

Yi Lan coldly surveyed her surroundings, her gaze as icy as ice, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"I'm looking for Quan Ji." She spoke, her voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable authority.

The defense team members looked at each other, cold sweat beading on their foreheads, their hands gripping their guns trembling slightly.

What kind of monster is this?!

She looks like a delicate young girl, so why does she give off such an oppressive feeling as if ten thousand dragons have descended?

"Do you think you can just see Princess Quan whenever you want?" The captain of the defense gritted his teeth and said under pressure, "What is your purpose today?"

Yi Lan slowly took two steps forward, raised her head, revealing a cold and stern face, and said in a chilling voice, "I'll say it again, I'm looking for Quan Ji."

The storm arrived without warning.

The dark clouds seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, churning and surging to form a huge vortex, with streaks of lightning flashing through the clouds like silver snakes dancing wildly.

The void cracked with a series of cracking sounds, and countless fissures appeared out of thin air, revealing huge, ferocious dragon heads.

"Roar--"

A deafening roar of dragons came from all directions, the earth trembled violently, and the entire venue swayed as if it would collapse.

The defense system emitted a piercing alarm, the light screen flickered erratically, and finally collapsed completely with a "bang," turning into mechanical scrap and a pile of electric arcs.

"Ugh!!!"

The armor of the defense team shattered amidst the dragon's roar. They clutched their ears in agony, their faces turning deathly pale. Some had bloodshot eyes and their eyelids split open. In more serious cases, their eardrums ruptured, and blood gushed out.

The entire venue descended into chaos, with screams, booming sounds, and dragon roars mingling together, creating an apocalyptic scene.

The believers and soldiers who still retained their sanity struggled to pull out a vial containing the holy water of the Council—the spring water of the Divine Stele Spring.

It can make people forget all pain and attain a sublime transcendence.

"Stop right now!" A clear voice rang out from the sky.

Upon hearing the sound, Yi Lan's gaze softened slightly, and the roars of the dragons gradually subsided.

A void rift appeared out of nowhere, and a small, fair hand reached out from it. Then, a pair of wings spread out, and a little girl, like an angel, appeared.

"What are you doing—" Hu Ji said with a bitter face, "I'm only three minutes late."

"You've torn the house down."

Yi Lan had no intention of engaging in small talk with her and went straight to the point asking, "Do you still remember our agreement?"

"I remember, I remember, they were rescued." Hu Ji pouted, looking both sad and helpless.

Without further ado, Yi Lan took out the God Card, flicked it lightly with her fingertip, and handed it to Hu Ji: "Here's what you wanted."

Hu Ji's eyes widened as he looked at the card in his hand, a subtle, morbid glint in them: "This is God..."

Her breathing gradually became rapid, and she couldn't suppress a smile.

After a while, she clapped her hands twice, as if giving a signal, and Mu Ning, who had been hiding, appeared in response.

Mu Ning confirmed the cards, pressed a few buttons on the supercomputing ring, took out a lock pick and threw it to Yi Lan: "They are all at the reservoir in the back mountain. Here is the key."

Yi Lan didn't linger. She took the lock pick and went to the reservoir behind the mountain.

Sunlight shimmered on the water, reflecting countless mermaid silhouettes. All around was quiet, save for the rustling of the breeze through the treetops.

In the middle of the reservoir, there is a small island where several mermaids sit.

They all wore a shackle around their necks.

Yi Lan's gaze fell upon the mermaid, her eyes trembling uncontrollably.

There, are Melo and Xiaomei, whom my sister longs for.

The merfolk gathered around, curiously observing Yilan and whispering among themselves.

Who is this?

"Never seen you before, are you new here?"

"She's really good-looking, and there's a strange feeling about her."

"have no idea..."

"She looks a bit like a siren, hehe..."

As Yilan gazed at the group of mermaids, a tear fell from her eye for some unknown reason.

She trembled slightly, slowly raised her hand, and pressed the lock pick.

【Ding--】

The shackles around the mermaid's neck came off with a snap, the reservoir's valve opened, and a hole appeared in the iron gate, leading to the vast sea.

"You are..."

The mermaids raised their heads and stared blankly at Yilan.

Yi Lan pursed her lips, choked back tears, and said, "You...are free."

Chapter 710 Three Years

After the reservoir valves were opened, the mermaids swam towards the sea.

Melo and Xiaomei turned to look at Yilan, waving their arms, their eyes filled with gratitude and reluctance: "Thank you, beautiful sister."

Yilan stood on the shore, smiling and waving her arms gently, watching them gradually disappear into the distance until they vanished where the sea met the sky.

The huge weight in my heart finally lifted, and even the sea breeze felt much gentler.

"It's time to go back..."

She slowly closed her eyes and began chanting an ancient incantation, her voice clear and melodious.

A moment later, the sky was filled with the roars of dragons, the clouds churned, and several giant dragons swooped down from the clouds, circling above Yi Lan's head.

Yilan opened her eyes, and with a light leap, she landed steadily on the back of a giant, azure-blue dragon.

"Let's go."

The giant dragon carried Yilan, piercing through the clouds and mist, and flew towards the Dragon Kingdom.

Before long, a magnificent city appeared before them.

The city walls, built of massive black rocks, soar into the clouds, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Inside the city, rows of pointed-roof buildings stand in a neat and orderly fashion, the streets are wide and clean, pedestrians come and go, and the air is filled with a faint scent of ambergris.

The giant dragon circled once above the city before slowly descending onto a massive plaza in the city center. Around the plaza stood twelve stone pillars carved with dragons, each a hundred meters tall, creating a magnificent sight.

Two squads of guards clad in silver armor were patrolling. They carried spears, their eyes sharp, their expressions solemn.

Suddenly, they heard a dragon's roar overhead. When they looked up, they were stunned.

“This pressure…it seems to be…Her Highness the Holy Maiden?!” a guard stammered, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"The Holy Maiden is back!" another guard exclaimed excitedly, his voice echoing throughout the square.

All the guards and apostles knelt on one knee, bowed their heads, touched their chests, and respectfully shouted: "Welcome back, Saintess!"

News of the Holy Maiden's return quickly spread throughout the Dragon Kingdom. In no time, the Holy Maiden's castle was bustling with activity, as dignitaries from all walks of life came in droves, bringing precious gifts and hoping to discuss important matters together.

However, Yilan ignored all the noise.

She instructed the guards to keep the gates tightly shut and refuse all visitors. Following her childhood memories, she walked through familiar streets and headed straight for the somewhat eerie "little dark room".

Twelve years have passed, and seeing that wooden door again still sends a chill down her spine.

"Open the door," Yi Lan said softly.

The guards exchanged a glance, seemingly hesitating about something, and did not open the wooden door immediately.

According to the rules, entering or leaving the unbounded realm requires permission from the high deity.

A cold glint flashed in Yi Lan's eyes, tinged with displeasure: "Open the door!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, as if the air itself was trembling slightly.

The two guards felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were enveloped by an invisible cold.

"Yes...yes!" a guard said hurriedly, frantically opening the wooden door.

"Please...please come in, Your Highness."

Yi Lan took a deep breath, her eyes resolute. She held her head high and strode through the wooden door, each step powerful and resounding, like the imposing presence of a vast army.

three days later.

"Thump—" Yi Lan slumped onto the table, her eyes dull and lifeless.

It's emo.

Her lips were slightly pouting, her cheeks were puffed out, and her slender fingers unconsciously drew circles on the table, occasionally poking it hard as if trying to punch a hole in it.

One of the three instructions Karl left behind was to defend the Death Prison.

The actors worked together to weave a giant spider web, with countless red threads intertwined to form a strange cocoon.

Each node in the unbounded realm has restrictions that limit the perception of qi and prevent external forces from causing damage.

"What should I do..." Yi Lan slumped onto the table, her face buried in her hands, feeling inexplicably irritable.

The maids, observing this, whispered amongst themselves, half-covering their mouths: "The melancholy saintess is so adorable."

"Your Highness, please have something to eat." A maid brought over a meal, a very delicate cream cake.

Yi Lan had little appetite, and kept her face down, drawing circles on the table with her fingertips.

The maid put down the meal and returned to the door, whispering to the other maids, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I used to finish it in no time..."