Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 465
Chapter 465
Yang Jian's fingers moved slowly on the map, with his fingertips exerting slight force, as if he wanted to engrave the locations of those places into his mind.
His eyes were calm, but there was a hint of coldness in them.
Nezha stood aside, with the broken spear leaning against his shoulder. The flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, reflecting the eagerness in his eyes.
"Brother Yang, these locations seem to be distributed in a very regular pattern, like the layout of some kind of formation."
Nezha said in a low voice, frowning slightly, and running his fingertips across the map, gesturing along the lines connecting several locations.
Yang Jian nodded, his eyes still fixed on the map, his tone calm:
"Yes, the distribution of these locations is not accidental. They are connected in a line. It is very likely that they are preparing for some large-scale taboo ritual."
A cold light flashed in Nezha's eyes, and the hand holding the broken spear exerted a little force, and the fingertips turned white:"Then we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must find out the specific conditions of these places as soon as possible and never let Chen Tianjun's conspiracy succeed!"
Yang Jian did not respond immediately. Instead, he took out a red pen from his sleeve and listed all the marked locations on the map one by one, his movements meticulous and focused.
The tip of his pen lightly moved across the map, and his eyes grew more serious with each location he marked.
"These locations are located at the junction of the three realms of heaven, hell, and the mortal world. If these locations are really related to Chen Tianjun's conspiracy, then his ambition is definitely not as simple as subverting heaven."
Yang Jian whispered, with a hint of urgency in his tone.
Nezha nodded, a look of determination flashed in his eyes:"Then we have to act immediately! Brother Yang, what's your plan?"
Yang Jian put away his red brush, rolled up the map carefully, and turned his gaze to Nezha:"First, you go and look through the Heavenly Court's books to find the historical records and connections of these places. I will mark these places on the Heavenly Court's map, and then we will report to the Great Sage together."
Upon hearing this, Nezha nodded without hesitation:
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away quickly. The flame from the broken gun drew a streak of fire in the air, illuminating the dim archives of the underworld.
Yang Jian watched Nezha leave, then took out the map of heaven and marked the locations one by one with quick movements.
The red dots on the map gradually connected into a winding line, like a venomous snake that had been dormant for a long time, waiting for the opportunity to launch a fatal attack.
Yang Jian's eyes were stern, his fingertips tapped lightly on the map, his eyes thoughtful.
"Chen Tianjun...what are you planning?"
Yang Jian murmured in a low voice, with a hint of caution in his tone.
After a while, Nezha returned quickly, holding a heavy book in his hand, with a hint of excitement in his eyes:"Brother Yang, I found out! Several of these places were the sites of ancient wars. Legend has it that they contain powerful forbidden powers!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes fixed, and he immediately opened the book. He quickly scanned the records on the page, and his brows gradually frowned:
“As expected, these places are not ordinary places, but forbidden places left over from ancient times.
Chen Tianjun chose these locations, most likely to use the power of ancient taboos to complete his conspiracy."
Nezha held the broken spear tightly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:"Then we must act immediately! We must not let his plan succeed!"
Yang Jian nodded, rolled up the marked map, and looked determined:"Let's go and report to the Great Sage immediately."
Without stopping for long, the two of them quickly left the underworld archives and headed straight for Sun Wukong's residence.
Inside the mansion, Sun Wukong was leaning back in his chair, playing with a peach in his hand. Seeing the two people rushing over, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile:
"Oh, my two dear ministers, how is the investigation going?"
Yang Jian took a step forward and presented the marked map and books with both hands, speaking in a steady and solemn tone:"Great Sage, we have discovered that Chen Tianjun's conspiracy is far more complicated than we imagined. He used the ancient forbidden land to set up a huge formation, and it is very likely that he is planning some 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.
He put down the peaches in his hand, took the map and looked at it carefully, his eyes moving back and forth between the red dots.
"These places...are connected in a line."
Sun Wukong whispered, a hint of danger in his tone.
Nezha took a step forward and said anxiously:
"Great Sage, 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 dispatch elite troops to the locations marked on the map and conduct a comprehensive investigation!"
Yang Jian cupped his hands and said:
"clear."
Sun Wukong waved his hand, glanced at the two of them, and said with a hint of determination:"Yang Jian, Nezha, you are in charge of commanding this operation. Please be careful. If you find anything, report to me immediately!"
Yang Jian and Nezha responded in unison:"As ordered!"
The two figures quickly disappeared outside the mansion and headed straight for the dispatch office of the heavenly soldiers and generals.
When the heavenly generals saw Yang Jian and Nezha coming, they immediately stepped forward and saluted with respectful looks.
"By order of the Great Sage, dispatch our best soldiers and generals to the locations marked on the map to conduct a comprehensive investigation!"
Yang Jian gave the order loudly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.
The heavenly generals 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 with a stern look in his eyes. The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the blade reflected a cold light.
Nezha stood aside, with the broken spear leaning against his shoulder, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, but his eyes revealed a fierce fighting spirit.
"set off!"
At Yang Jian's command, the elite soldiers and generals marched towards the location marked on the map in a mighty force.
The figures of the two people gradually lengthened in the auspicious clouds of heaven and disappeared into the endless night.
Yang Jian pulled out the token from his waist, which gleamed brightly in the moonlight. He handed the token to a general and said in a deep voice:
"You lead five thousand heavenly soldiers to Black Wind Mountain and make sure to find out the source of the strange phenomenon in the cave."
The general took the token, his hands trembling, and was obviously intimidated by Yang Jian's majesty. He knelt on one knee and answered loudly:"The last general takes command!"
Yang Jian nodded and turned his gaze to Nezha, motioning him to continue making arrangements.
The general took the token and bowed solemnly: "I obey your command!"
Yang Jian stood aside, watching the heavenly soldiers quickly line up and leave with a cold gaze, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.
He turned to look at Nezha and whispered, "The abandoned ancient temple... I've heard of that place before. It's said that it was abandoned hundreds of years ago and ghosts often appear in the temple. If Chen Tianjun has arranged something there, I'm afraid the situation is more complicated than we thought."
Nezha nodded, frowning slightly, and tapped the handle of the broken spear with his fingers. The flame swayed slightly with his movements:
"Indeed, the temple is filled with negative energy, and it would be dangerous for ordinary heavenly soldiers to go in. Why don't we lead the team ourselves to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then nodded:"Okay, you take 300 elite soldiers to the ancient temple, and I will lead 5,000 heavenly soldiers to Black Wind Mountain. If there is anything unusual, contact us immediately through the communication talisman."
A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Nezha's eyes, and he clenched the broken spear tightly:"Understood! Then let's split up and not leave any opportunities for Chen Tianjun to take advantage of."
The two men quickly assigned the tasks, and suddenly only two teams of elite heavenly soldiers were left in the square of the Heavenly Palace.
Yang Jian stood in front of the Black Wind Mountain team, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword was in his hand, the blade reflecting the cold moonlight.
He shouted:"set off!"
The heavenly soldiers responded in unison and rushed towards the Black Wind Mountain in a mighty force.
Nezha, with three hundred elite soldiers, marched towards the abandoned ancient temple.
He stood at the front of the team, with the broken gun leaning against his shoulder, and the flame from the gun tip drew a dazzling arc in the air.
The abandoned ancient temple is located in a deep mountain forest, surrounded by towering trees with dense branches and leaves that block out the sun.
Nezha led his army to the ancient temple. The temple door had long been decayed, and the door panels were covered with vines, and some strange runes could be vaguely seen engraved on them.
There were gusts of cold wind coming from the temple, mixed with the smell of decay, which made people shudder.
Nezha narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to the heavenly soldier beside him:"Be careful, the temple is filled with gloomy energy, and there may be evil spirits lurking in it."
The heavenly soldiers nodded nervously, tightly grasped their weapons, and followed Nezha slowly into the ancient temple.
The light in the temple was dim, and the air was filled with a smell of decay.
Broken pottery jars and incense burners were scattered on the ground, the walls were covered with cobwebs, and occasionally a few bats flew overhead, making sharp cries.
Nezha quickly scanned the temple and noticed many messy footprints on the ground, obviously someone had been there recently.
He squatted down, his fingers gently brushed the edge of the footprints, his brows slightly furrowed:"These footprints... were left recently. It seems that Chen Tianjun's people have indeed been here."
He stood up and looked towards a half-open door deep inside the temple.
There were faint low humming sounds coming from behind the door, as if something was spying on them in secret.
Nezha gripped the broken spear tightly, the flame on the tip of the spear flickered slightly, and he whispered to the heavenly soldiers behind him:"Follow me and be careful."
He walked slowly towards the door and gently pushed it open with his hand. Behind the door was a small secret room.
There were no windows in the secret room, only an oil lamp emitting a faint light in the corner.
The walls were covered with stones engraved with runes. The rune lines were twisted and complex, emitting a faint black aura.
Nezha's eyes narrowed, and he slowly approached the rune stones. He gently ran his fingers across the surface of the runes, and felt a cold touch. His brows furrowed even tighter:
"These runes...are exactly the same as what we saw on the altar. Chen Tianjun really did arrange something here."
He turned to look at the heavenly soldiers behind him, and said in a serious tone:"Write down these runes immediately and bring them back to the Heavenly Palace and give them to Yang Jian."
The heavenly soldiers quickly took out paper and pen and drew the runes on the wall one by one.
Nezha continued to search in the secret room and suddenly noticed an inconspicuous wooden box in the corner.
He bent down and opened the wooden box. Inside were several ancient books neatly arranged, with some strange symbols engraved on the covers.
Nezha picked up an ancient book and opened the cover. The words inside were twisted like tadpoles and were almost unrecognizable.
His brows were furrowed, and he murmured in a low voice:"These words... seem to be records of forbidden techniques from ancient times. Chen Tianjun is indeed collecting these forbidden techniques."
He carefully put away the ancient book, turned to the heavenly soldiers and said:
"Search complete, return to heaven immediately!"
At the same time, five thousand heavenly soldiers led by Yang Jian have arrived at Black Wind Mountain.
The Black Wind Mountain is steep, with peaks as steep as a knife. A layer of black fog shrouds the mountain all year round, as if countless wronged souls are wandering around.
Yang Jian stood at the foot of the mountain, looking grimly at the black fog in the mountains. His heavenly eyes flickered slightly, as if trying to penetrate the fog.
He ordered in a deep voice:"Go up the mountain!"
The heavenly soldiers quickly lined up and followed Yang Jian to the top of the mountain.
The black fog in the mountains was growing thicker and thicker, and the air was filled with a smell of decay. Occasionally, a few low roars could be heard from a distance, as if something was spying on them in secret.
Yang Jian's steps were steady, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the blade reflected the faint light in the black fog.
His eyes were always fixed forward, without a trace of panic in them.
Suddenly, a low sound of footsteps came from the black fog ahead, as if some huge monster was approaching.
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised his hand to signal the heavenly soldiers to stop:"alert!"
The heavenly soldiers quickly lined up, weapons tightly grasped in their hands, and stared at the black fog ahead with nervous expressions.
A huge black shadow gradually emerged from the black fog. The shadow was as ferocious as a giant beast, with black flames burning in its eyes, staring at Yang Jian and his heavenly soldiers.
Yang Jian's eyes were grim, and he suddenly raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, with the blade pointing directly at the shadow:"Who is this monster that dares to stop the soldiers of Heaven?"
The black shadow let out a low laugh, his voice was hoarse and cold:"Soldiers from Heaven? Hahaha, they are nothing but ants!"
Yang Jian didn't say much. He suddenly stepped on the ground and flashed out like lightning. The three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced the black shadow's chest!The knife flashed like lightning, and the fog around the black shadow was torn apart in an instant, and the black air scattered.
However, the black shadow just waved his hand lightly, and the black air condensed into a barrier again, easily dissolving Yang Jian's attack.
Although Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword failed to completely penetrate the black shadow's defense, it did leave a wound on its chest deep enough to see the bone.
Black gas gushed out from the wound and the black shadow let out a painful roar, the sound as sharp and piercing as tearing metal.
It tried to use black energy to repair the wound, but the black energy at the wound seemed to be suppressed by some force and could not heal.
At the same time, Nezha has led the heavenly soldiers to bring back all the rune stones and ancient books in the secret room.
He walked quickly to Sun Wukong and presented the items solemnly:“Great Sage, these are the rune stones and ancient books we found in the secret room. They seem to be related to Chen Tianjun’s conspiracy.”
Sun Wukong's face darkened:"This guy has already been arrested, but he still has such a trick up his sleeve. He's really dangerous!"
(End of this chapter)