Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 463
Chapter 463
Yang Jian and Nezha led five thousand heavenly soldiers into the underworld in a mighty manner. A cold breath hit them in the face and a smell of decay permeated the air.
When the ghosts in the underworld saw this scene, they all retreated, lowered their heads and dared not look directly at it.
Yang Jian's eyes were as sharp as torches, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, with the blade emitting a cold light.
Nezha gripped the broken spear tightly, the flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, making his eyes even more fierce.
"Brother Yang, the underworld is too gloomy. I'm afraid the heavenly soldiers will have some trouble adapting to it."
Nezha said in a low voice, his brows slightly furrowed, but his steps did not hesitate at all.
Yang Jian nodded, his tone calm and steady:"It doesn't matter, we just need to complete the task as soon as possible."
The two men went straight to the judge, who was still dressed in a black robe, holding a scroll in his hand with a stern look in his eyes.
"Mr. Judge, we are here to find out the truth about the forces behind Chen Tianjun."
Yang Jian took a step forward and bowed, with a hint of request in his tone.
The judge nodded, his eyes swept across the heavenly soldiers behind the two of them, his tone still low:"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 smiled slightly, his eyes calm and firm:"Thank you, Judge."
The judge said no more, turned around and led everyone into the archives.
In the dim room, candlelight flickered, and the weak light shone on countless bookshelves, each row of which was filled with various scrolls and tomes.
The heavenly soldiers quickly dispersed and began to flip through the classics. Their movements were uniform and they appeared well-trained.
Yang Jian and Nezha walked straight to the deepest part, their eyes quickly moving among the bookshelves.
"Brother Yang, there are more classics here than what we have consulted before. I am afraid it will take quite some time."
Nezha said in a low voice, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
Yang Jian didn't say anything. He scanned the bookshelf, then quickly selected a row and began to flip through them.
His movements were steady and meticulous. His slender fingers gently turned the yellowed pages of the book, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was looking for some important clues.
Seeing this, Nezha stopped complaining and immediately started looking up ancient books.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the cold atmosphere of the underworld made Nezha shiver from time to time, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all.
Suddenly, Yang Jian's fingers stopped at the interlayer of an ancient book. He gently pushed aside the pages with his fingertips and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper.
His eyes narrowed, and his tone was solemn:"Nezha, come and look at this."
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?"
There were some strange runes drawn on the piece of paper, and a faint chilling aura was revealed.
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.
Yang Jian did not respond immediately, but compared the name on the piece of paper with the name Chen Tianjun he had investigated before.
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."
Nezha took a deep breath, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes:"If these runes are really ancient evil magic, then wouldn't the power behind Chen Tianjun be even more terrifying?"
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:
"Special bloodline... could it be those skeletons around the altar?"
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!"
Yang Jian nodded, his eyes firm and calm:"Without further delay, we must return to Heaven and report this matter to the Great Sage. Only by mobilizing more forces can we deal with the forces behind Chen Tianjun."
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 immediately asked:"how?"
Yang Jian took a step forward, speaking in a calm and serious tone:"We have discovered an important clue. Chen Tianjun's true identity may be related to some ancient evil magic. He is also collecting special bloodlines and is very likely planning a large-scale forbidden ritual."
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, with a hint of urgency in his tone:
"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 walked out of Sun Wukong's residence in a hurry.
Nezha held the broken spear in his hand, the flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, reflecting the eagerness in his eyes.
Yang Jian's face was stern, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, the blade shining coldly, and his steps were steady and firm.
The two of them walked in silence, heading straight for the dispatch office of the heavenly soldiers and generals.
At this time, a large number of heavenly soldiers had gathered in the square of the heavenly palace, their armors shining in the sun, and their battle flags fluttering in the wind. The heavenly generals were busy dispatching troops, and the whole square was filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
Yang Jian strode up to a heavenly general and handed Sun Wukong's token to him, speaking in a steady and powerful tone:"According to the order of the Great Sage, we are mobilizing 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to immediately head to the underworld to conduct a comprehensive investigation."
The general took the token, examined it carefully, and immediately shouted:"All soldiers, listen up! Gather a hundred thousand troops and follow Generals Yang Jian and Nezha to the underworld!"
Following the heavenly general's order, the heavenly soldiers quickly lined up, and their uniform footsteps made the ground tremble slightly.
Yang Jian stood in front of the queue, his eyes like torches, scanning the soldiers who were about to fight side by side. Nezha stood aside, with a broken spear leaning on his shoulder, his mouth slightly raised, but his eyes revealed a fierce fighting spirit.
"set off!"
At Yang Jian's command, 100,000 heavenly soldiers marched towards the underworld in a mighty force.
When we passed through the clouds of heaven and arrived at the entrance of the underworld, a cold breath hit us in the face.
The dim entrance to the underworld was like a huge mouth, swallowing up all light.
Nezha couldn't help but shudder and whispered:"Every time I come to the underworld, I feel it's eerie and really makes me uncomfortable."
Yang Jian seemed much calmer, looking around calmly, and said in a calm tone:
"The underworld is a place with heavy yin energy. The purpose of our trip is to find out the details of Chen Tianjun. Other things are not important."
The two men led their army into the underworld. When the ghosts in the underworld saw this scene, they all retreated, lowered their heads and dared not look directly at it.
Yang Jian and Nezha went straight to the judge, who was still in a black robe, holding a scroll in his hand with a stern look in his eyes.
"Mr. Judge, we are here under orders to investigate the truth about the forces behind Chen Tianjun."
Yang Jian took a step forward and bowed, with a hint of request in his tone.
The judge nodded, glanced at the heavenly soldiers behind the two men, and said in a low voice:"Since this is the order of the Great Sage, I will make an exception this time. However, the underworld is vast, so you must be mentally prepared."
Yang Jian smiled slightly, his eyes calm and firm:"Thank you, Judge."
The judge said no more, turned around and led everyone into the depths of the underworld.
In the dim underworld, the cold atmosphere continued to erode the morale of the heavenly soldiers, but Yang Jian and Nezha always walked in the front and never retreated.
The two led the heavenly soldiers and the underworld to conduct a carpet search, leaving no corner untouched.
As the search deepened, the yin energy of the underworld became increasingly dense, and a smell of decay permeated the air.
"Second Brother Yang, the yin energy in this underworld seems to be heavier than before."
Nezha said in a low voice, his brows slightly furrowed, the flame of the broken spear in his hand flickered slightly, trying to dispel the coldness around him.
Yang Jian nodded, his eyes still calmly scanning the surroundings:
"It is indeed a bit unusual. Perhaps Chen Tianjun has already laid the groundwork for his conspiracy here."
The two men never stopped, and soon they found a hidden secret passage deep in the underworld.
The entrance to the secret passage was blocked by thick stones engraved with strange runes, faintly revealing an evil power.
"These runes... are almost identical to the ones we found before!"
Nezha's eyes lit up and he pointed at the runes on the stone wall with a hint of excitement in his tone.
Yang Jian's eyes were as calm as water. He carefully examined the runes, and gently ran his fingertips across them, feeling the power within:"These runes not only seal the entrance, they are also absorbing the Yin energy of the underworld and providing energy for some kind of power."
Nezha clenched the broken spear, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:
"It seems that Chen Tianjun's conspiracy is hidden behind this secret passage. We have to go in and find out!"
Yang Jian nodded, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the blade glowed with a cold light:
"Be careful, there may be unknown dangers in this secret passage."
The two of them did not stay for long and led a team of heavenly soldiers into the secret passage. The secret passage was dark and damp, the walls were covered with moss, and the air was filled with a smell of decay.
As we go deeper, the yin energy in the secret passage becomes thicker and thicker, even making people feel suffocated.
Suddenly, a low humming sound came from the front, as if something was spying on them in the dark.
Yang Jian's third eye flickered slightly, his gaze penetrated the darkness and locked onto an unusual spot of light.
"Be careful, there is movement ahead."
Yang Jian warned in a low voice, staring ahead with a serious look.
Nezha clenched the broken spear tightly, the flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, making his eyes look even more fierce:"No matter what it is, we will fight back if an enemy comes and block the water with earth!"
The two continued to move forward, and the end of the secret passage suddenly became clear, revealing a huge altar.
There are countless skeletons placed around the altar. The shapes of the skeletons are completely different from those of ordinary people, and the bones are covered with strange patterns.
"These skeletons... could they be the owners of special bloodlines?"
Nezha murmured in a low voice, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
Yang Jian's eyes swept across the altar, and his brows gradually furrowed:
"Not only that, the patterns on these bones are extremely similar to the runes we found before. They are likely part of the evil spell."
Suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the center of the altar. A powerful black gas surged out of the altar and quickly condensed into a huge black shadow.
The black shadow had a ferocious figure, with black flames burning in his eyes, staring at Yang Jian and Nezha.
"Finally waiting for you..."
The shadow let out a low laugh, his voice hoarse and cold.
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly focused, and he raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand abruptly, with the blade pointing directly at the black shadow:"who are you?"
The black shadow slowly raised his head, revealing a blurry face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:"Me? I'm the one you've been looking for... the real mastermind."
Nezha gripped the broken spear tightly, the flame on the tip of the spear suddenly surged, and fighting spirit burned in his eyes:
"Death, you who are playing tricks on me!"
Before he finished speaking, Nezha suddenly leaped up, pierced the black shadow's head with the broken spear, and flames swept out like a fire dragon.
However, the black shadow just waved his hand lightly, and the black air instantly condensed into a barrier, easily dissolving Nezha's attack.
Yang Jian's eyes darkened, he tapped his feet lightly, and his figure flashed out like lightning, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced the black shadow's chest!
The blade penetrated about an inch, but was firmly blocked by an invisible force and could not go any deeper.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were cold, he turned his wrist and the blade, trying to break through from the side, but the black shadow's body was as hard as iron, and the blade only left a shallow mark when it passed by.
"Hahaha!"
The black shadow let out a shrill laugh, the sound as sharp as the friction of metal.
(End of this chapter)