Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 462

Yang Jian didn't say much, but handed the rune stone to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong reached out to take it, and as soon as his fingertips touched the surface of the stone, he felt an icy cold force seeping out of it, as if countless tiny needles were piercing his skin.

He narrowed his eyes, frowned slightly, and gently rubbed his fingers on the stone, carefully studying the intricate runes.

"This rune..."

“It’s somewhat familiar.”

He closed his eyes and lightly ran his fingertips over the rune, as if sensing the power within it.

After a moment, Sun Wukong's brows frowned even tighter, the corners of his mouth slightly drooped, and a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly opened his eyes, with a rare seriousness in his tone:

Yang Jian nodded, his voice low:"That's right. These runes we found on the altar are not just for summoning monsters. They seem to be gathering some more powerful force, and may even involve the stability of the three realms."

Nezha also took a step forward, with a hint of urgency in his tone:

"Great Sage, there may be a bigger conspiracy behind Chen Tianjun. Those runes are definitely not something he can master alone. There must be a more powerful force behind him."

After hearing this, the smile on Sun Wukong's face completely disappeared, replaced by a cold look.

"You are right. This matter cannot be taken lightly."

Sun Wukong's voice was low and there was a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Chen Tianjun is just a pawn, the real mastermind is still in the dark."

He turned and walked to the window, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something.

Yang Jian and Nezha looked at each other and responded in unison:

"Yes, Great Sage!"

Sun Wukong nodded, a sharp look flashed in his eyes:"Remember, be careful on this trip. Since the other party is able to master ancient evil magic, he is obviously not a good person. If there is any abnormality, report it at any time."

"understand!"

Nezha clenched the broken spear in his hand, the flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, making his eyes even more fierce.

The two of them did not stay for long and immediately set off for the underworld.

When you pass through the clouds of heaven and arrive at the entrance of the underworld, a cold breath hits you in the face.

The dim entrance to the underworld was like a huge mouth, swallowing up all light.

Yang Jian seemed much calmer, looking around calmly, and said in a calm tone:

"The underworld is not a place for mortals to go. It is natural that it is full of yin energy. The purpose of our trip is to find out the details of Chen Tianjun. Other things are not important."

Nezha nodded, and even though he complained, his steps did not hesitate at all.

The two men walked into the underworld. Countless ghosts stood on both sides of the dim passage. They had empty eyes, holding spears in their hands, staring ahead motionlessly.

"These ghosts are really indifferent."

Nezha muttered to himself but did not stop, walking straight towards the depths of the underworld.

Yang Jian did not speak, his eyes always scanning the surroundings vigilantly, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, faintly emitting a cold glow.

The two soon arrived at the archives of the underworld, where the life and death records of all living beings in the three realms were kept. It was also the best place to find out the identity of Chen Tianjun.

"Yang Jian, Nezha, what are you doing here?"

The judge's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time, and there was a hint of awkwardness in it.

Yang Jian took a step forward, bowed and said:"Mr. Judge, we are here on the orders of the Great Sage to check Chen Tianjun's Book of Life and Death and find out his true identity."

The judge frowned slightly, his eyes swept over Yang Jian and Nezha, with a hint of doubt in his tone:"Chen Tianjun? This person is not registered in the underworld. Are you sure he is really a living being from the Three Realms?"

Nezha couldn't help but take a step forward, with a hint of urgency in his tone:

"How is it possible? Chen Tianjun has fought with us many times, how could he not be a being from the Three Realms?"

The judge shook his head, opened the scroll in his hand, read it carefully, and then closed it, his tone still calm:

"There is indeed no record of Chen Tianjun in the Book of Life and Death. Unless..."

"He does not belong to the three realms at all, but comes from a higher or lower existence."

Yang Jian's face was solemn. He turned his head and looked at Nezha, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"If Chen Tianjun does not belong to the Three Realms, then the forces behind him..."

Nezha whispered, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

The judge hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Since this is the order of the Great Sage, I will make an exception this time. However, there are many books in the underworld, so you should be mentally prepared."

Yang Jian bowed and said:"Thank you, Judge."

The two followed the judge into the archives. The dim room was filled with countless bookshelves, and each row was filled with various scrolls and tomes.

Yang Jian didn't say anything. He scanned the bookshelves, then quickly selected a row and began to flip through them.

Seeing this, Nezha stopped complaining and immediately started looking up the classics. Time passed by bit by bit, and the cold air of the underworld made Nezha shiver from time to time, but his movements did not slow down at all.

In the archives of the underworld, the candlelight flickered, and the faint light reflected on the focused faces of the two people.

Yang Jian's eyes moved quickly across the ancient book, and his slender fingers gently turned the yellowed pages with steady and meticulous movements.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped at the interlayer of an ancient book, and his fingertips gently pushed aside the pages and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper.

"Nezha, come and look at this."

Yang Jian's voice was low, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately put down the book in his hand and walked quickly to Yang Jian's side. He lowered his head to look at the piece of paper, frowning slightly:"Is this... a rune?"

The lines of the runes are twisted and complex, as if containing some evil power.

Next to the rune, there is a name written in sloppy but clearly visible handwriting.

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

Nezha murmured in a low voice, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

His eyes were as calm as water, yet they revealed a hint of deep thought.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:"The pronunciation of this name is very similar to Chen Tianjun, but the writing method is slightly different. Perhaps this is not a coincidence."

When Nezha heard this, his eyes narrowed and he immediately understood what Yang Jian meant:"You mean, Chen Tianjun's true identity may be related to these runes?"

Yang Jian nodded, his eyes still fixed on the piece of paper:"Not only that, these runes are not ordinary witchcraft symbols, but forbidden techniques left over from ancient times. I have seen similar records in some ancient books, but I never thought they would appear again."

Yang Jian did not answer, but carefully put the piece of paper away and turned his gaze to the book that Nezha was reading:

"What did you find there?"

Nezha nodded, pulled out a thick book from the bookshelf, and turned to one of the pages:"Look here. This book records an ancient forbidden technique. The runes are almost identical to the one in your hand. Moreover, the book mentions that this evil technique requires the help of special blood to be performed."

Yang Jian took the book, quickly scanned the words on the page, and frowned:

Nezha's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered something:"Yes! The shapes of those skeletons are completely different from those of ordinary people, and there are strange patterns on the bones. I felt that something was wrong with them at the time. Now it seems that those skeletons are likely to be beings with special bloodlines!"

There was a hint of coldness in Yang Jian's eyes, and there was a hint of urgency in his tone:"If this is true, then Chen Tianjun's conspiracy is far more complicated than we imagined. Not only does he master the ancient evil arts, he is also collecting special bloodlines. It is very likely that he is planning some large-scale taboo ritual."

Nezha clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:

"Then we must stop him immediately! We must not let him succeed!"

The two of them did not stay for long, but quickly left the underworld and rushed towards the heaven.

After returning to heaven, Yang Jian and Nezha went straight to Sun Wukong's residence.

Sun Wukong was sitting with his legs crossed, playing with a peach in his hand. When he saw the two people rushing in, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile:

"Oh, you two dear ministers are back? How is the investigation going?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, the smile on his face gradually faded, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:"Ancient evil magic? Special bloodline? This guy is really not simple."

Nezha took a step forward, his tone a little anxious: "Monkey, we must act quickly, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Sun Wukong stood up, twirled the golden cudgel in his hand, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes:"Since the other party is playing such a big game, we can't show weakness. I will give the order right now to mobilize the heavenly soldiers and generals to assist you in going to the underworld and thoroughly investigate the origin of this special bloodline!"

Yang Jian and Nezha looked at each other and responded in unison:

Sun Wukong grinned, with a hint of arrogance in his tone:"I want to see who is behind this, daring to play tricks under the nose of the Heavenly Court!"

Without further delay, the two men set out immediately to mobilize the heavenly troops and generals.

When walking out of the mansion, Nezha looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, with auspicious clouds floating in the sky, as if everything was so peaceful.

However, he felt a little uneasy and whispered to Yang Jian:"Brother Yang, I always feel that things won't end so easily."

Hearing this, Nezha's eyes flashed with determination, and he nodded heavily:"Yes, no matter what happens, we will face it together!"

The figures of the two people gradually lengthened in the auspicious clouds in heaven.

Yang Jian and Nezha arrived at the Heavenly Soldiers Dispatch Office. A burly Heavenly General with a three-pointed, double-edged sword on his waist was looking down at the list. He looked up and saw the two of them, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute:"Two generals."

Yang Jian handed Sun Wukong's token to him, his tone calm but with unquestionable majesty:"By order of the Great Sage, we have assembled five thousand heavenly soldiers to assist us in going to the underworld to investigate an important matter."

The general took the token, looked at it carefully, and a trace of awe flashed in his eyes.

The heavenly soldiers around them also stopped what they were doing and looked at the two of them.

The sunlight poured down, illuminating the magnificent heavenly building, and the magnificent palace sparkled in the sun.

After receiving the token, the general immediately turned around and said loudly:

The heavenly soldiers acted swiftly. The friction of armors could be heard one after another. The battle flags fluttered in the wind. The entire Heavenly Square was instantly shrouded in a murderous atmosphere.

Yang Jian stood in front of the queue, glancing grimly at the assembled heavenly soldiers. The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the blade reflected a chilling light.

Nezha stood aside, with the broken spear leaning against his shoulder, a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, but a solemn look in his eyes.

"set off!"

(End of this chapter)