Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 476
Chapter 476
Sun Wukong did not answer immediately. Instead, he took off the Qiankun bag from his waist and held it in his hand to examine it carefully.
The Qiankun bag was still moving slightly, as if the things inside were restlessly trying to break free.
"The jade in this Qiankun bag is a little unusual."
Sun Wukong whispered, a hint of caution in his tone.
He gently pinched his fingers, and the opening of the Qiankun bag loosened slightly. A faint black gas overflowed from the bag, bringing with it a chilling chill.
Seeing this, Nezha raised the flaming spear in his hand slightly, and the flame on the tip of the spear instantly surged, reflecting his stern face:"Monkey, this black energy is not right. It is somewhat similar to the evil energy in the jade before, but it seems to be stronger."
Yang Jian also clenched the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand. The runes on the blade lit up slightly, and he looked at the Qiankun bag vigilantly:
"Great Sage, I'm afraid the jade in this Qiankun bag has changed."
Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes solemn:
"I find it strange too. Just now in the Netherworld, the black energy in the jade had been suppressed. Logically, there shouldn't be such strong fluctuations again."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and the mouth of the Qiankun bag opened completely. The jade slowly rose from the bag and hovered in the air.
The surface of the jade was still crystal clear and shining, but a black aura was faintly visible from the center of the jade, as if something was stirring in the jade.
Yang Jian stared at the jade, raised his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly, pointed the blade at the jade, and said in a low voice:
"The black energy in this jade... seems to be even stronger than before."
Nezha also frowned, and the flame of the Fire Spear flickered slightly, reflecting a hint of uneasiness in his eyes:"Monkey, could it be that the residual soul of Chen Tianjun has not completely dissipated, but has revived with the help of the power of this jade?"
Sun Wukong did not answer immediately. Instead, he reached out and gently touched the surface of the jade. A faint golden light flashed on his fingertips as he tried to explore the situation inside the jade.
However, as soon as his fingers touched the surface of the jade, the jade suddenly burst out with a powerful energy wave, and black gas gushed out of the jade like a tide, instantly pushing the three people back dozens of miles!The three men steadied their bodies, and Sun Wukong quickly raised the golden cudgel in his hand. The stick shone with golden light, blocking most of the impact of the black air.
His eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at the jade stone closely, with a hint of shock flashing in his eyes:"The power in this jade... is so strong!"
Yang Jian also quickly stabilized his body, holding the three-pointed, two-edged sword horizontally in front of him. The runes on the blade flowed, revealing a sharp edge:
"Great Sage, the black energy in this jade may have exceeded our expectations. We must seal it immediately!"
Nezha gripped the Fire Spear tightly. The flame on the tip of the spear was particularly dazzling in the darkness, reflecting his stern face:"Monkey, we can't delay any longer. If this black energy erupts completely, the consequences will be disastrous!"
Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes grim:
"Okay, the three of us will work together to seal this jade first, and then report back to the Heavenly Palace!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung it, and the golden cudgel suddenly inserted into the ground. The stick shone with golden light, forming an invisible barrier that temporarily suppressed the black air.
Yang Jian quickly performed a magic formula and swung the three-pointed, double-edged sword violently. The blade drew a brilliant arc and went straight to the jade.
His movements were swift and precise, the blade leaving a sharp mark in the air.
Nezha was not to be outdone. He swung the flaming spear in his hand violently, and the flame at the tip of the spear turned into a fire dragon, rushing straight towards the jade.
The flames roared in the air, carrying with them scorching heat, trying to completely burn the black air.
However, the black gas in the jade seemed endless. Although the attacks of fire and blade temporarily suppressed the black gas, they were unable to completely dispel it.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong frowned and said in a low voice:"No, I'm afraid we can't completely seal the black energy in this jade with our own strength."
Yang Jian also realized the seriousness of the problem and said in a deep voice:"Great Sage, the black energy in this jade has probably completely merged with the Yin energy of the Netherworld, and it cannot be suppressed by the power of the earth veins alone."
Nezha clenched his fire spear tightly, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes:"Monkey, we have to find a solution quickly. We can't delay any longer!"
Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, then said:
"Okay, let's seal the jade in a special container first, then take it back to heaven and let Taishang Laojun deal with it."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and took out a special jade bottle from his Qiankun bag.
The surface of the jade bottle was engraved with complex runes, which were glowing with a faint light. It was obviously a magic weapon specially used to seal away evil spirits.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian quickly made a hand gesture and swung the three-pointed, double-edged sword violently. The blade drew a brilliant arc, temporarily suppressing the black energy of the jade.
Nezha also quickly swung the Fire Spear, and the flame at the tip of the spear turned into a fire dragon, temporarily suppressing the black energy of the jade.
Sun Wukong took the opportunity to open the jade bottle, and the runes in the jade bottle quickly lit up, forming an invisible sealing force that locked the jade firmly.
"seal up!"
Sun Wukong let out a low shout, and the sealing power in the jade bottle instantly erupted, completely suppressing the black energy in the jade.
The black gas in the jade was suppressed by the sealing power, slowly shrinking, and finally turned into a black light and was sucked into the jade bottle.
Sun Wukong quickly sealed the jade bottle, and the runes on the surface of the jade bottle quickly lit up, forming an invisible barrier that completely sealed the jade.
He took a long breath, put the jade bottle back into his Qiankun bag, and glanced at Yang Jian and Nezha, his eyes full of determination:"Let's go back to heaven immediately!"
Yang Jian and Nezha nodded, the three of them looked at each other, and then turned into three streams of light and quickly flew towards the sky.
The figures of the three people disappeared in the sky of the underworld, leaving only a faint black mist in the air, which seemed to be telling something silently.
After returning to the Qitian Palace, the three of them immediately began to study.
Sun Wukong gently placed the jade bottle on the table and tapped the bottle lightly with his fingers. The black air in the jade bottle seemed to flow slowly, making a slight "rustling" sound.
He raised his eyes to look at Taishang Laojun, with a hint of solemnity in his tone:"Laojun, the black energy in this jade bottle seems to be more than just evil energy."
Taishang Laojun stroked his beard and stared at the jade bottle with deep eyes. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the bottle. The moment his fingertips touched the bottle, the black air in the jade bottle suddenly stagnated, and then returned to calm.
He frowned slightly, with a hint of thought in his tone:
"Great Sage, this black energy... seems to be a remnant of the netherworld's will, not just evil energy."
Yang Jian stood aside, holding the geomantic map in his hand, his eyes fixed on a certain position on the map.
He looked up at Sun Wukong and said in a deep voice:
"Great Sage, the geomantic map shows that the location where Chen Tianjun's remaining soul devoured the artifact coincides with the site of the ancient battle between gods and demons. This is definitely not a coincidence."
Sun Wukong frowned slightly and tapped the table with his fingers, making a low "dong dong" sound.
He turned and looked at Yang Jian, with a hint of coldness in his tone:"You mean, the remnant soul of Chen Tianjun chose that place for another purpose?" Yang Jian nodded, with a sharp look in his eyes:"The ruins of the ancient war between gods and demons contain countless unsolved mysteries and powerful remnants of power. The remaining soul of Chen Tianjun chose to devour the artifact there, most likely hoping to use some power in the ruins to complete his unfinished conspiracy."
Nezha stood on the other side, the fire spear in his hand trembling slightly, and the flame at the tip of the spear drew several hot marks in the air.
He snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone:"This old thief is still making trouble even when he is about to die! Great Sage, we must act quickly and not let him have another chance to stir up trouble!"
Sun Wukong nodded, glanced at the three people, and said firmly:"Laojun, is there any way to refine the netherworld's will in the jade?"
Taishang Laojun pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"If you want to completely refine this Netherworld Will, you must use the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire is the most yang fire of heaven and earth, which can burn all evil spirits. Even the Netherworld Will cannot resist it."
Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a low sound:
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire... Laojun, how long will it take to refine it?"
Taishang Laojun stroked his beard, with a hint of caution in his tone:"If everything goes well, it can be completed within seven days. However, during this period, the Heavenly Court must strengthen its defenses to prevent the remaining forces of Chen Tianjun from taking the opportunity to cause chaos."
Sun Wukong nodded, turned his gaze to Nezha, and said with a hint of command in his tone:
"Nezha, you are responsible for strengthening the defense of Heaven. You must ensure the safety of Heaven. Don't slack off in the slightest."
Nezha clasped his fists in response, his eyes full of fighting spirit:"Don't worry, Great Sage. With me here, the remnants of Chen Tianjun will never be able to set foot in the Heavenly Palace!"
Yang Jian looked down at the map again, his finger gently swiped across a certain position on the map, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. He looked up at Sun Wukong and said in a steady tone:
"Great Sage, since the remnant soul of Chen Tianjun chose to move in the ancient ruins, we might as well go and investigate. Perhaps we can find more clues."
Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes showing a hint of determination:"Okay, you and I will set off immediately to the ancient ruins and thoroughly investigate Chen Tianjun's conspiracy."
Seeing that the two had made their decision, Taishang Laojun said no more, but nodded slightly and said:"Great Sage, Yang Jian, please be careful on this trip. The ancient ruins are filled with dangers, so don't be careless."
Sun Wukong smiled slightly, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes:
"Don't worry, old man. I know what to do."
After he finished speaking, he turned and looked at Yang Jian. The two looked at each other and understood each other.
Sun Wukong raised his hand and waved it, and the golden cudgel appeared in his hand, with a faint glow on the stick.
He whispered:
"Yang Jian, let's go."
Yang Jian nodded, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword quietly appeared in his hand. Runes flowed on the blade, faintly revealing a sharp edge.
The two men turned into two streams of light, quickly left the Qitian Palace, and flew towards the direction of the ancient ruins.
Nezha stood where he was, watching the two men leave. The fire spear in his hand trembled slightly, and the flame at the tip of the spear drew a hot mark in the air.
He turned to look at Taishang Laojun, clasped his fists and said:
"Laojun, I will arrange the defense of the Heavenly Palace right away."
Taishang Laojun nodded, with a hint of gentleness in his tone:"Nezha, the safety of the Heavenly Palace is in your hands."
Nezha responded, then turned into a beam of fire and quickly disappeared in the hall.
The figures of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian were speeding across the sky. The surrounding clouds were torn apart by their speed and turned into countless streams of light.
During the flight, Sun Wukong's eyes were always fixed on the front, with a hint of thought in his tone:
"Yang Jian, what is there in the ancient ruins that could make Chen Tianjun so persistent?"
Yang Jian pondered for a moment and whispered:
"The site of the ancient war between gods and demons contains countless secrets. According to legend, it was once a place where the power of gods and demons converged. Even now, some powerful power may remain."
Sun Wukong nodded, a hint of coldness in his eyes:"No matter what the remnant soul of Chen Tianjun wants to find, we must stop him."
The two continued flying, the sky ahead gradually darkened, and the air around them was filled with an ancient atmosphere, as if they had entered another world.
Yang Jian looked down at the map of the earth veins in his hand, and gently ran his finger over a certain position on the map, then looked up and said:
"Great Sage, the entrance to the ancient ruins is ahead."
Sun Wukong looked in the direction of Yang Jian's finger, and saw rolling clouds and mist ahead. A huge valley was vaguely visible. At the entrance of the valley, a huge stone tablet collapsed with a loud bang. The tablet was in ruins, but some ancient characters could be vaguely seen.
A cold breath blew in from the valley, making people shudder.
Sun Wukong frowned and clenched his golden cudgel. The tip of the cudgel shone with golden light, dispelling the coldness around him.
“This place is really not simple.”
There was a hint of solemnity in Sun Wukong's tone. He felt the powerful force hidden in the valley. That force was ancient and evil, and made him feel uneasy.
"Yang Jian, are you sure the geography map is correct?"
Yang Jian looked up at the valley, the light of the three-pointed double-edged sword also slightly increased. His tone was calm, but with a hint of caution:"The geomantic map cannot be wrong. The energy fluctuations of Chen Tianjun's residual soul came from here. But this place... is more dangerous than I thought."
He put away the geomagnetic map and scanned the surrounding environment sharply, with a vigilant light flashing in his eyes.
There was no grass growing around the valley, the rocks were bare, the air was filled with a sickening smell of decay, and dead branches and leaves were scattered on the desolate land, fluttering in the wind.
Sun Wukong said nothing more. He hit the ground hard with his golden cudgel, which made a dull sound. The negative energy around him was dispersed by this force, as if invisible ripples were spreading.
His eyes swept around vigilantly, his fiery eyes penetrating the layers of fog, looking for any possible ambush.
"Let's go."
He whispered, his voice steady and powerful, with an unquestionable confidence.
Yang Jian followed closely behind, holding the three-pointed, double-edged sword across his body. The blade was glowing with a faint silver light, and rune patterns were flowing on the edge, faintly exuding a sharp aura.
His eyes were calm and focused, he held the geomagnetic device in his hand, the needle pointing steadily into the depths of the valley.
He lowered his head slightly, glanced at the pointer of the geodynamo, and said in a deep voice:"The direction is correct, but this road... I'm afraid it's not easy to walk on."
His tone was steady, but there was a hint of solemnity between his brows, and he was obviously wary of the unknown in this valley.
(End of this chapter)