Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 458
Chapter 458
Li Jing stared at Chen Tianjun coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Although there was a mocking smile on Chen Tianjun's lips, Li Jing was not angry. He just raised his hand slightly, signaling the heavenly soldiers to continue searching the cave.
The heavenly soldiers quickly dispersed, their silver armor flashing in the dim cave, and their spears cutting through the air, making a low buzzing sound.
Their movements were methodical, leaving no stone wall or inch of ground untouched, as if they were going to turn the entire cave upside down.
"General, there is something discovered here!"
A heavenly soldier suddenly shouted, with a hint of excitement in his voice.
Li Jing walked over quickly and his eyes fell on the crevice that the heavenly soldier pointed to.
The crack in the rock looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you can vaguely see a tiny bulge.
Li Jing stretched out his hand and pressed gently. With a "click" sound, the stone wall slowly cracked open, revealing a dark passage.
The secret passage was narrow and deep, and a chilly breath filled the face, as if even the air had solidified.
Yang Jian stood aside, his Heavenly Eye quietly opened, his gaze penetrated the darkness, his brows slightly furrowed:
"There is a strong demonic energy fluctuation in the secret passage. It seems that Chen Tianjun has hidden a lot of things here."
When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he spun the golden cudgel in his hand, grinning and saying:
"Hehe, Lao Sun likes this kind of place the most! Let me go in and take a look. I guarantee that I can catch all these monsters in one fell swoop!"
As he said this, he was about to rush into the secret passage.
Li Jing reached out to stop him, his tone calm and firm:"Great Sage, don't be reckless. The monster is cunning and will ambush you if you enter rashly."
He turned to look at Nezha with a hint of trust in his eyes:"Nezha, you go in and investigate first, and be careful."
Nezha nodded, tightened his grip on the broken spear in his hand, and the flame at the tip of the spear ignited again, illuminating the road ahead.
He took a deep breath, looked intently into the depths of the secret passage, and stepped into it steadily.
The secret passage was pitch black, with only the flame on the tip of Nezha's spear flickering, and the faint light barely illuminated the surroundings.
The damp, moldy and bloody smell filled my nose, making me sick.
The footsteps echoed in the narrow passage, sounding particularly harsh.
Nezha's nerves were tense, every hair on his body stood up, and his eyes vigilantly scanned every corner around him.
"This secret passage... seems to lead underground."
Nezha muttered to himself, his brows slightly furrowed.
He continued to move forward and suddenly felt a cold breath approaching, as if something was spying on him in secret.
At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the darkness ahead, as if some creature was waking up.
A cold light flashed in Nezha's eyes, and the broken spear in his hand shook violently. The flame at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, illuminating the darkness in front of him.
A huge black shadow jumped out from the darkness and headed straight for Nezha!
Nezha reacted extremely quickly and thrust out with the broken spear. The flame and the black shadow collided, making a sharp explosion.
The black shadow let out a shrill scream and instantly turned into black gas and dissipated.
But Nezha did not relax, but became more vigilant.
He knew that this was just the beginning, and there were even more powerful monsters hidden deep in the secret passage.
He continued forward, taking each step carefully.
The ground of the secret passage was slippery, the walls were covered with moss, and occasionally some ancient runes could be seen, emitting a cold breath.
Nezha's eyes swept over the runes and his brows furrowed slightly:
"These runes... seem to be traces of some kind of evil formation."
At this moment, a low humming sound suddenly came from the front, as if some huge mechanism was being activated.
Nezha paused, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
He gripped the broken gun tightly, and the flame at the tip of the gun flickered slightly, illuminating the road ahead.
At the end of the secret passage, a huge stone chamber gradually appeared.
In the center of the stone chamber stands a tall altar, which is covered with dense runes and exudes a frightening evil aura.
Dozens of vengeful spirits were floating around the altar, making low roars, as if waiting for the arrival of prey.
Nezha's eyes became sharp, the broken spear in his hand shook violently, and the flame at the tip of the spear suddenly surged.
He knew that this altar was the core of Chen Tianjun's evil magic and it must be destroyed!
He took a deep breath and walked towards the altar steadily, each step filled with great determination.
The runes on the altar seemed to sense his arrival and suddenly lit up. Black gas surged out like a tide and headed straight for Nezha!
Nezha shouted loudly and swung the broken spear violently. The flames and black air collided, causing a huge impact force. The entire stone chamber shook violently under the impact of this force.
Li Jing stood outside the secret passage, looking deep into the depths of the passage.
Although he did not enter the secret passage, Nezha's fire and the sound of fighting had already been heard.
His brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.
"Yang Jian, has your divine eye seen the situation in the secret passage?"
Li Jing asked in a low voice.
Yang Jian nodded, his Heavenly Eye quietly opened, his gaze penetrated the darkness, his expression gradually became solemn:
"There is an altar at the end of the secret passage. Nezha is fighting a monster. The situation is not good."
A hint of coldness flashed in Li Jing's eyes, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.
He knew he couldn't wait any longer.
He turned to look at Sun Wukong and said firmly:"Great Sage, go in and support Nezha!"
Sun Wukong grinned and spun the golden cudgel in his hand:"I can't wait any longer!"
After saying that, he flashed and headed straight for the secret passage.
Yang Jian followed closely behind, the three-pointed, double-edged sword drooping slightly in his hand, his eyes as sharp as lightning.
Li Jing stood in place, the sword in his hand slightly raised, his eyes still steady.
He knew that the battle had just begun.
Sun Wukong transformed into a ray of golden light and rushed into the dark passage at such a fast speed that only a trail of afterimages was left behind.
Yang Jian followed closely behind with steady steps, his three-pointed, double-edged sword trailing a faint silver light behind him.
In the secret passage, Nezha was fighting fiercely with the black air. His flaming spear danced like a fire dragon, forcing the black air back, but the black air continued to pour out, making it difficult for him to escape.
The secret passage was narrow, and the humid air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur. Drops of water seeped out of the stone walls, making a dripping sound that was particularly clear in the silent environment.
After Sun Wukong entered the secret passage, he swung his golden cudgel at the black air with a whistling sound. Every strike made the secret passage buzz and rocks roll down.
He was experienced in combat, and with a few moves he dispersed most of the black air, revealing the full appearance of the altar.
The altar was black and engraved with strange runes. The runes emitted a weird light, which complemented the gunfire in Nezha's hand, illuminating the entire dark passage, making it look like hell.
Sun Wukong saw the altar clearly and smiled, his eyes becoming more excited:"Look at this damn thing, I'm going to smash it to pieces!"
He exerted force on his feet, jumped up, and smashed the golden hoop with tremendous force onto the top of the altar.
The golden light collided with the black gas, making a deafening explosion. Most of the runes on the surface of the altar instantly shattered under Sun Wukong's attack, turning into countless fragments and flying everywhere. The black gas was scattered by Sun Wukong's attack, but soon condensed into dark shadows, rushing towards Sun Wukong like an evil ghost.
He snorted coldly, turned the golden cudgel in his hand, and a golden light shone brightly, shattering the black shadows again.
At the same time, he turned his head and shouted to Nezha:"Little Nezha, don't just stand there, burn off this black energy!"
Upon hearing this, Nezha shook his broken spear slightly, and the flame at the tip of the spear suddenly surged. The tongue of fire was like a fire dragon, rushing straight towards the black air around the altar.
The flames and black gas intertwined, making a "sizzling" sound. The black gas gradually dissipated under the burning of the flames, and the demonic energy in the dark passage also weakened a little.
Yang Jian had already arrived at the altar at this time. His third eye opened quietly and his eyes, as fast as lightning, quickly swept across the runes on the altar.
He frowned slightly and whispered:
"The core rune node of this altar is still operating. It must be destroyed accurately, otherwise the black energy will continue to regenerate."
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, threw the golden hoop in his hand lightly, and said with a smile:
"Brother Yang, I'll leave it to you. I'll be in charge of smashing it, and you'll be in charge of finding the weak spot!"
Yang Jian nodded, his eyes locked on the runes on the altar again, his fingers lightly tapped on the rune patterns, feeling the changes in the aura.
His eyes were focused and calm, as if all the disturbances could not interfere with his judgment.
Seeing this, Nezha swung the broken spear in his hand again. The flames collided with the black air, forcing back the evil spirits around the altar.
While fighting, he turned his head to look at Yang Jian, with a hint of urgency in his tone:
"Yang Jian, hurry up, these black qi are not easy to deal with!"
Yang Jian did not respond. His fingers slid quickly in the runes, and the light of the Heavenly Eye flickered in the runes. Finally, he locked the rune node at the core of the altar.
He said in a deep voice:
"found it!"
Before he finished speaking, his three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly stabbed out, the blade flashing with cold light, and hit the rune node at the core of the altar directly.
The blade collided with the rune, making a crisp shattering sound. The rune node was accurately broken, and the power of the altar was instantly weakened.
At this moment, the black gas on the altar suddenly surged wildly, as if making its final struggle.
Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel again, and the golden light was like a dragon, smashing hard into the top of the altar.
The altar finally collapsed completely under Sun Wukong's fierce attack. Huge stones fell down with a loud bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The black gas dissipated without a trace the moment the altar collapsed, and the evil spirit in the secret passage also completely disappeared.
The four of them stood in front of the ruins of the altar, breathing heavily, with a hint of vigilance still in their eyes.
"This damn thing is finally solved."
Sun Wukong grinned, patted the golden cudgel in his hand, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
Yang Jian put away his three-pointed double-edged sword, his eyes grim:"Although the altar is destroyed, the yin energy here is too heavy. We need to be careful."
Nezha nodded, the broken spear drooped slightly, and the flame on the tip of the spear had gone out.
He looked around and whispered:"Let's get out of here quickly to avoid any more trouble."
Li Jing's voice came from the entrance of the secret passage:
"Are you guys okay?"
He walked quickly into the secret passage, the long sword in his hand drooping slightly, and the runes on the sword gradually dimmed.
Sun Wukong waved his hand and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, Lao Li. This kind of small situation won't be a problem for us."
Yang Jian frowned slightly, his eyes swept across the ruins of the altar, and said in a deep voice:"We can't stay here for long. We have to return to heaven as soon as possible."
Li Jing nodded, his eyes calm and firm:"Act immediately. We should not stay here for long."
The four of them quickly withdrew from the secret passage and their figures disappeared in the halo in front.
After coming out of the secret passage, the four people came to a valley.
The moonlight sprinkled across the valley, coating the surrounding peaks with a layer of silver light.
The valley was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the night wind.
Li Jing looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, there is nothing unusual here."
He spoke softly, still holding the sword tightly in his hand, his vigilant eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
He gently fiddled with the rune on the sword, and the rune's light was so dim that it was almost invisible.
Nezha moved his wrist and casually carried the broken spear on his shoulder.
"Yeah, it's finally out."
His tone was relaxed, but there was still a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
He tapped the gun barrel lightly with his fingers, making a crisp sound, as if to confirm the condition of the weapon.
Sun Wukong seemed much more relaxed, he casually carried the golden cudgel on his shoulder.
Yang Jian said nothing. He just stood there quietly with a deep look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
His three-pointed, double-edged sword was stuck in the ground, and the blade reflected the moonlight, looking particularly cold.
He stroked the handle gently, his fingertips touching the lines on the blade.
This knife has been with him for many years and has long become a part of his body.
In the valley, the night breeze was cool, and the figures of several people looked particularly cold under the moonlight.
Li Jing put away his sword, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice:"Chen Tianjun has been captured. There is no need to stay here any longer. Return to the Heavenly Palace immediately and let the Emperor of Heaven personally interrogate him."
Sun Wukong scratched his head and grinned:"Hey, Lao Li, our trip was not in vain. We finally caught this guy."
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Tianjun who was being escorted by the heavenly soldiers.
Chen Tianjun still had his head lowered, but there was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about the upcoming interrogation at all.
Yang Jian frowned slightly, looked at Chen Tianjun sternly, and spoke with a hint of vigilance:"This person's methods are sinister. When you are interrogated in the Heavenly Court, you must be careful of his tricks."
Nezha carried the broken spear and walked in front of Chen Tianjun, raised the tip of the spear slightly, and sneered:"You bastard, you still dare to be so arrogant in heaven? Let's see what tricks you can play!"
Chen Tianjun raised his head and looked at Nezha with a cold gaze, the smile on his lips deepened:"You think that everything will be fine if you capture me? Ridiculous."
Li Jing frowned slightly and waved his hand, signaling the heavenly soldiers to take Chen Tianjun to the prisoner car:
"No need to say more to him, just set off quickly."
The heavenly soldiers moved at the command, with silver armor flashing and spears like a forest, escorting Chen Tianjun towards the heavenly palace.
The four followed closely behind. Sun Wukong gently turned his golden cudgel in his hand, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes:"Old Li, you have made an invaluable contribution this time. What did you want last time?"
Li Jing said calmly:
"Subduing demons and monsters is my duty, I don't ask for rewards."
Sun Wukong laughed and patted Li Jing on the shoulder:
"Old Li, you are still so old-fashioned!"
(End of this chapter)