Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 464

Yang Jian's eyes focused, and the blade of the three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light. A sharp immortal power was wrapped around the blade, and it suddenly chopped down at the black shadow.

The blade light was like a flash of lightning, instantly tearing apart the barrier around the black shadow, and the black air was cut and scattered.

"This guy's defense is tougher than I thought!"

Nezha gritted his teeth and growled, then swung the broken spear in his hand violently. The flame at the tip of the spear instantly surged and turned into a huge fire dragon, rushing straight towards the black shadow.

The black shadow let out a painful roar, and the black gas was swallowed by the flames. Part of the black gas gradually dissipated, revealing a part of the black shadow's true body.

It was a huge and twisted body, with limbs as skinny as dead wood, and its chest was covered with dense runes that flashed with a strange red light.

"Brother Yang, its core is in the chest!"

Nezha's eyes lit up, and he suddenly raised the broken spear in his hand. The flames surged again and stabbed towards the black shadow's chest.

Yang Jian seized the opportunity, stepped on the ground suddenly, and flashed out like lightning. The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand burst out with bright light again, and the blade pointed directly at the chest of the black shadow.

The blade light was like a meteor tearing through the night sky, suddenly penetrating the black air barrier and hitting the black shadow's chest.

"Pfft!"

The moment the blade pierced the chest, the black shadow let out a shrill roar, black air began to churn violently, and the red light of the rune on the chest suddenly exploded, revealing its core - a fist-sized black crystal covered with fine cracks, as if it would collapse at any time.

A cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand suddenly turned, the blade pointed directly at the crystal, and he struck with all his strength!The knife light struck down like thunder, and the crystal was instantly shattered. The black gas quickly dissipated like a burst dam, and the black shadow's body began to disintegrate.

Nezha suddenly jumped up and swung the broken spear in his hand violently. The flame at the tip of the spear turned into a huge fire dragon, rushing straight towards the remains of the black shadow.

The fire dragon instantly devoured the black shadow's body. The black shadow's last roar was heard in the flames and gradually dissipated into the air.

The black air around the altar completely dissipated, and the surrounding bones turned into ashes as the black shadow disappeared. The entire altar returned to calm, with only the slightly swaying candlelight flickering in the air.

Nezha also put away the broken spear, the flames gradually died down, he breathed slightly, the afterglow of the battle still lingering in his eyes.

"Finally solved."

Nezha let out a long sigh, his hand holding the broken spear loosened slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jian didn't say much, but just glanced around the altar to make sure there was no trace of the black air left.

Yang Jian looked at the ground carefully, and saw some black powder remaining in the ashes.

“These powders…”

He gently poked the ashes with his foot, his brow furrowed.

"It doesn't seem to be an ordinary thing. We need to investigate carefully."

Nezha watched from the side without intervening, but just watched Yang Jian's actions quietly.

On the altar, the remaining candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, illuminating the slightly tired faces of the two people.

After collecting the powder, Yang Jian put away the jade bottle and turned to look at the center of the altar.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time,"

"This altar...I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems."

He looked around and his eyes rested on a slightly loose stone at the edge of the altar.

"Perhaps there is something else underneath this altar."

Nezha nodded in agreement.

He stroked the handle of the broken gun, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.

"Those skeletons...are not ordinary ghosts."

He pointed to the bones scattered around the altar. The remnants of runes on the bones, although blurred, were still vaguely visible.

"We must report this matter to the Heavenly Court as soon as possible..."

"This black crystal and the secrets under this altar are both of great importance."

As he spoke, he moved and walked out of the altar first.

"Let's go, Nezha."

He walked steadily, without any hesitation between his steps.

Outside the altar, several heavenly soldiers had already been waiting, led by a heavenly general in silver armor. He saluted respectfully towards Yang Jian and Nezha.

"Two generals, the Great Sage has ordered that you return to heaven immediately to report."

The general's tone was respectful and urgent, and the token in his hand sparkled in the firelight.

"understood."

"Record the situation here in detail and keep it under strict guard. Do not leak any information."

He glanced sharply at the heavenly soldiers around him, and his tone left no room for doubt.

Nezha said nothing, but just stared silently in the direction of the altar, with deep thought flashing in his eyes.

The heavenly general received the order and immediately arranged for the heavenly soldiers to clean up the battlefield and begin to block the altar.

The night enveloped them, but they walked forward with determination and without the slightest hesitation.

On the way, Nezha finally spoke.

"Yang Jian, what do you think this black crystal is?"

He asked as he walked, a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"It is still uncertain at this moment, but what is certain is that it contains a powerful evil force that is enough to threaten the peace of the three realms."

He looked up at the night sky, which was dotted with stars, but they could not illuminate the lingering doubts in his heart.

"We must find out its origin and the secret of this altar."

Yang Jian continued.

His gaze was firm, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Nezha nodded silently, indicating his agreement with Yang Jian's judgment. The two continued to move forward and disappeared into the endless night.

Yang Jian and Nezha returned to heaven and went straight to Sun Wukong's residence.

Sun Wukong's mansion was still bustling with activity. Several cranes were strolling leisurely in the courtyard, occasionally flapping their wings and flying up, bringing up a gust of fresh breeze.

Seeing the two people coming in, he raised his head with a smile:

"Hey, you two are back? How is the investigation going?"

Yang Jian took a step forward, holding a jade bottle and a thick book in his hands, and spoke in a steady and solemn tone:"Great Sage, we found a secret altar deep in the underworld. The altar is covered with runes. The power of the runes absorbed the Yin energy of the underworld and eventually condensed into a black crystal. We smashed it and collected the black powder."

Nezha stood aside, with the afterglow of the battle still lingering in his eyes, and added:"These runes and crystals seem to be closely related to Chen Tianjun. The runes on the bones are exactly the same as the evil spells we saw in the classics."

He put down the peaches in his hand, stood up, walked to Yang Jian, and looked at the jade bottle carefully.

"Ancient runes... black powder... this thing doesn't look simple."

Sun Wukong murmured softly, his fingers gently stroking the body of the jade bottle, a hint of thought in his eyes.

Yang Jian nodded and continued:"Great Sage, these powders and the evil arts recorded in the classics are likely related to some ancient forbidden arts. Chen Tianjun is very likely using these powers to plot a bigger conspiracy."

Yang Jian nodded silently, his eyes firm and calm:"Exactly. The runes on those bones show that Chen Tianjun is already collecting special bloodlines, and the power behind him is probably directly related to this ancient evil magic."

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with coldness, and his tone was full of determination:"In this case, we can no longer respond passively. Yang Jian, you immediately order a thorough investigation of all creatures with special bloodlines. Make sure to find out the details of Chen Tianjun and don't let him succeed!"

Yang Jian cupped his hands and said:

"Yes, Great Sage."

"Nezha, you are accompanying Yang Jian and you must be careful. This matter is far more complicated than we imagined."

Nezha clenched the broken spear, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:

"Don't worry, Monkey, we will proceed with caution."

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes still sharp:"Go ahead. Report any news you have."

After Yang Jian and Nezha left, Sun Wukong immediately summoned all the immortals.

In the main hall of heaven, various gods arrived one after another, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.

Li Jing stood in front of the hall, frowning slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes:"Great Sage, is this gathering of immortals related to Chen Tianjun?"

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes swept across the gods, his tone steady and powerful:"Everyone, there seems to be some ancient evil magic behind Chen Tianjun. We just found an altar in the underworld. The altar is covered with runes, and these runes absorbed the Yin energy of the underworld and eventually condensed into a black crystal."

"Ancient evil magic? This is no small matter. If this is true, then Chen Tianjun's conspiracy is probably far more than just subverting the Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong nodded, with a hint of sharpness in his tone:"That's right. We suspect that Chen Tianjun is using these runes and special bloodlines to plan some large-scale forbidden rituals. His goal is probably to awaken some ancient existence."

Li Jing frowned and said in a deep voice:

"So how do we respond?"

The gods responded in unison:

"As ordered!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, with a sharp look in his eyes:"Also, secretly monitor Chen Tianjun's movements. If he makes any move, be sure to report it immediately."

Li Jing nodded, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes:"Yes, Great Sage."

In the archives of the underworld, the candlelight still flickered, and the faint light reflected on countless bookshelves.

Yang Jian stood in front of the bookshelf, his eyes moving quickly among the classics, his slender fingers gently turning the yellowed pages, his movements steady and meticulous.

Nezha stood aside, holding a thick book in his hand, his brows furrowed and a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"Brother Yang, there are too many books. We need to speed up."

Yang Jian nodded, his eyes still calmly scanning the bookshelf:

"Nezha, don't be impatient. These books may contain key clues. We must read them carefully."

Nezha took a deep breath, a hint of thought flashed across his eyes, then he nodded and continued to look up the information.

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.

"Nezha, come and look at this."

Yang Jian whispered, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately put down the book in his hand and quickly walked to Yang Jian's side.

He looked down at the ancient book and frowned slightly:"what is this?"

The paper has turned yellow and the edges are broken, as if it would crumble into powder if touched.

Yang Jian moved very carefully, his fingertips lightly brushing across the paper, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"map?"

Nezha's eyes lit up, and he leaned in to take a closer look. There were a few winding lines drawn on the paper, and the outlines of mountains and rivers could be vaguely discerned.

Nezha's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Isn't this place... the location of the altar we discovered before?"

Yang Jian's gaze remained calm, but a hint of thought flashed across his eyes.

He nodded slightly, speaking in a low voice:

Nezha's eyes flashed with excitement and he clenched his fists:"It seems we have found an important clue! There are other locations on this map. Maybe Chen Tianjun has similar arrangements in other places!"

Yang Jian did not respond immediately. Instead, he carefully spread out the map and gently ran his fingertips over each marked location.

His eyes were focused and cold, as if he was quickly analyzing the connection between these places in his mind.

"The distribution of these locations is not random..."

"They seem to have formed a special formation. Combined with the power of the altar runes, they are most likely preparing for some large-scale ceremony."

(End of this chapter)