Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 444

The black blade and the golden light of the golden hoop collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar.

Sun Wukong's body was as fast as lightning, and the golden cudgel in his hand danced out golden afterimages, smashing the attacking black blades one by one.

The shattered black air scattered in all directions, as if countless black vines were twisting in the air and gradually dissipating.

The Palace Master stood in the center of the ruins, with that creepy smile still on his face and a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand slightly, and more netherworld power gathered from all directions. The black mist condensed around him into a huge black hand, with five fingers like pillars, grabbing towards Sun Wukong with destructive power.

"Sun Wukong, have you ever seen the true power of the underworld?"

The hall master's voice was hoarse and contained a hint of arrogance, as if he had foreseen the outcome of victory.

Sun Wukong did not respond, his eyes were as cold as a knife.

He suddenly leaped up like an arrow, instantly dodging the giant hand's attack.

The giant hand slammed down hard, and a huge gully instantly appeared on the ground, with gravel and dust flying everywhere.

In the smoke and dust, Sun Wukong's figure was like a flash of golden lightning, rushing towards the palace master in an instant.

"Humph!"

The Palace Master snorted coldly, obviously not expecting Sun Wukong to be so fast.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the black mist condensed again, trying to block Sun Wukong's attack.

However, Sun Wukong did not give him a chance to breathe.

The golden cudgel smashed into the palace master's chest with the force of thunder.

The hall master hastily raised his arms to block, and the black mist condensed into a barrier, but it still could not completely offset the power of the golden hoop.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the hall master was knocked flying by the power of the golden hoop, and his body hit the wall of the secret room heavily. The wall instantly cracked into several cracks, and debris fell down.

The hall master spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body slowly slid down the wall, leaving a shocking blood mark.

He struggled to stand up, still with that disturbing smile on his face, but there was a bit more ferocity and madness in his eyes.

"Sun Wukong, you are really amazing."

The hall master's voice was hoarse, and his tone contained some admiration, but it was more like a provocation.

"Without further ado!"

Sun Wukong shouted coldly and raised the golden cudgel in his hand again, shining with golden light, and pointed it directly at the palace master's face.

The hall master did not retreat. Instead, he let out a low roar and suddenly clasped his hands together. The black mist once again condensed into a huge black vortex, from which came the wailing sounds of countless wronged souls, as if it was going to swallow up Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's eyes focused, and the magic power in his body surged wildly. The golden cudgel instantly turned into a pillar supporting the sky, and smashed into the black vortex with the power to destroy the world.

The two forces collided again, causing an earth-shaking roar. The entire secret room collapsed completely, and the surrounding space began to distort, as if it would collapse at any time.

The hall master's figure was blown away again by the huge impact and fell heavily to the ground. His black robe was torn into pieces, revealing an even more hideous body.

Sun Wukong stood still, raised his golden cudgel slightly, the tip of the cudgel still shining brightly.

He did not relax his vigilance, but became more cautious. Although the Palace Master was injured, the power of the netherworld seemed to have given him a strong vitality.

"Sun Wukong..."

The Palace Master struggled to get up, with that creepy smile on his face, and the madness in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

"Today, you can't leave here!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hands high, and the black fog gathered madly again. The entire secret room was instantly shrouded in darkness, as if falling into an endless abyss.

Sun Wukong sneered and swung his golden cudgel suddenly. The golden light split the darkness like a sharp sword and hit the palace master's chest directly.

The hall master's body shook, a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then he fell heavily to the ground, and the black mist gradually dissipated.

Sun Wukong walked forward slowly, his eyes grim, and raised the golden cudgel in his hand slightly, as if ready to attack again at any time.

He looked down at the Palace Master and said coldly:
"The evil spirits in the Nether Palace have come to an end."

The hall master struggled to raise his head, with that creepy smile still on his lips. The madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of relieved calmness.

"Sun Wukong...you thought...you won?"

His voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a weak sigh. His body fell down completely, and the black mist completely dissipated.

Sun Wukong retracted his golden cudgel and looked deeply at the ruins of the secret room. He slowly turned around and walked away, leaving behind only the gradually dissipating netherworld power in the ruins and his low muttering to himself:
"The threat from the Nether Palace has finally been resolved."

Sun Wukong walked out of the secret room, leaving behind him the collapsed stone walls and air filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

He did not leave in a hurry, but stood at the entrance of the secret room and looked into the distance.

The setting sun shines through the gaps between the mountains, casting the last ray of light on the valley, dyeing the distant mountains a golden red.

Sun Wukong stood at the entrance of the secret room, took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body slowly calmed down.

He knew that although the Lord of the Nether Palace had been completely eliminated by him, it did not mean that all the troubles were over.

The remnants of the Nether Palace may still be lurking in some corner of Heaven or Hell, ready to make a comeback at any time.

Without stopping for long, he turned around quickly and flew towards the heaven.

At the horizon, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, as if he had been covered with a layer of golden armor.

He still held the golden hoop tightly in his hand, and the golden light on the tip of the hoop looked particularly dazzling in the setting sun.

After returning to heaven, Sun Wukong went straight to the Hall of Equaling Heaven.

Inside the hall, Yang Jian, Nezha and Li Jing had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Sun Wukong rushing over, Yang Jian frowned slightly and asked in a low voice:

"Monkey, how's it going?"

Sun Wukong said nothing more and threw the hall master's body directly in the center of the hall.

The corpse still exuded a strong Netherworld power, as if the residual power after death had not yet dissipated.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian immediately stepped forward to take a closer look.

He squatted down, his fingers lightly brushed across the hall master's chest, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"The netherworld power in this body... is extraordinary."

Yang Jian muttered to himself, then looked up at Sun Wukong with a serious tone.

"Monkey, the cause of death of this hall master is probably not natural, but someone planted a powerful netherworld power in his body to kill him with a borrowed knife."

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes:
"Killing someone with a borrowed knife? Sure enough, there is someone behind the Netherworld Palace."

Nezha stood aside, the red tasseled spear in his hand trembling slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes:
"These guys are really cunning! They are still trying to plot against us even when they are about to die."

Li Jing stood aside, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, with a serious expression.

He did not speak immediately, but thought carefully about something. After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth:
"The forces behind the Nether Palace are probably more complicated than we thought. What exactly is their purpose? Is it just to overthrow the Heavenly Court, or is there a deeper conspiracy?"

Yang Jian nodded, his voice low:
"Yes, we must find out who is behind this as soon as possible. Monkey, have you found any clues during this operation?"

Sun Wukong nodded, took out a scroll from his arms, and handed it directly to Yang Jian:
"This was found in the secret room. It records the detailed plan of the Nether Palace. They not only want to control the underworld, but also intend to use the negative energy of the underworld to directly affect the heavens, and even attempt to open a passage to the underworld."

Yang Jian took the scroll, glanced through it quickly, and his expression became more solemn.

Nezha and Li Jing also came forward. After reading the contents of the scroll, Nezha could not help but said angrily:
"These guys are so bold! They actually want to open the passage to the underworld. Don't they know how big a disaster that will cause?"

Li Jing's expression was equally grim, and he spoke in a low voice:

"It seems that the ambitions of the Nether Palace are much greater than we imagined. We must act as soon as possible and must not let them succeed."

Sun Wukong stood aside with a stern look in his eyes. He raised the golden cudgel in his hand slightly, and the golden light at the tip of the cudgel flashed dangerously.

He spoke slowly:
"Not only that, I suspect they have accomplices inside the Heavenly Court. Otherwise, they would not have been able to lay out such a huge plan in the underworld so smoothly."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian frowned, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes:
"Monkey, you mean..."

"There is a traitor inside the Heavenly Court."

Sun Wukong spoke in a low voice, with a suppressed anger in his tone.

"During this operation, our every move seemed to be under their control. Otherwise, how could they have laid out such a detailed plan right under our noses?"

After hearing this, Nezha's face changed, and the red tasseled spear in his hand shook violently, with a hint of cold light flashing from the tip of the spear:
"A traitor? No wonder they detected our previous actions in advance! If I catch this traitor, I will make him taste the power of my Fire Spear!"

Li Jing pondered for a moment, then said:
"This matter is of great importance, and we must handle it with caution. Monkey, your judgment is not unreasonable, but the identity of the traitor has not yet been determined, so we cannot act rashly."

Sun Wukong nodded, his eyes sharp:

"I understand. So, I suggest that we immediately conduct a thorough investigation of the Heavenly Court, especially those officials who have behaved abnormally recently. Yang Jian, you will be responsible for the secret investigation, and Nezha will be responsible for strengthening the defense of the Heavenly Court. We must not allow any suspicious people to take advantage of the situation again."

Yang Jian nodded, his tone firm:
"Don't worry, I will start the investigation as soon as possible. Any suspicious person will not escape my eyes."

Nezha also clenched the red tasseled spear in his hand, with fighting spirit flashing in his eyes:

"I will arrange defenses right away and never let any remnants of the Nether Palace have the chance to sneak into the Heavenly Palace again."

Li Jing picked up the scroll on the table and studied it carefully, frowning:
"The information on this scroll is extremely important. We must analyze more clues as soon as possible to find the true purpose of the Nether Palace."

Sun Wukong looked at everyone, nodded slightly, then turned and walked out of the Qitian Hall.

He stood outside the temple, gazing deeply at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

The sun has completely set, leaving only a dark red sunset glow on the horizon.

He took a deep breath, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"None of the remnants of the Netherworld Palace will be able to escape."

He whispered to himself, his tone full of determination.

At the same time, Yang Jian had already begun his secret investigation.

He quietly sneaked into every corner of the Heavenly Palace and carefully checked the whereabouts and background of every Heavenly Palace official.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and nothing suspicious could escape his eyes.

In a remote palace, Yang Jian discovered something unusual about a heavenly official.

This official usually behaves very cautiously, but recently he has frequently entered and exited the forbidden areas of heaven.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, secretly alert in his heart:
"This person's behavior is strange. I'm afraid he is related to the Netherworld Palace."

He quietly followed the official, trying to get more clues.

On the other side, Nezha was also patrolling various places in Heaven to strengthen the defense.

He commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals to strictly control every corner of the Heavenly Palace to ensure that no one from the Nether Palace could infiltrate.

Nezha stood at the highest point of heaven, his eyes as fast as lightning, scanning everything around him.

"Any suspicious person will not escape my eyes."

Nezha whispered to himself, his tone full of confidence and determination.

Li Jing was in the meeting hall of Heaven, carefully analyzing the information in the scroll.

His gaze was sometimes solemn and sometimes deep, and it was obvious that he had discovered a lot of key information about the Nether Palace.

In the dead of night, Yang Jian quietly sneaked into the residence of the suspicious official.

The lights in the mansion were dim and it was quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the corridors.

He moved like a ghost, avoiding the guards in the mansion, quickly passing through the front hall and heading straight to the library in the backyard.

Pushing open the door of the library, Yang Jian quickly looked around.

The bookshelves were filled with ancient books and scrolls, and the furnishings in the room were simple and plain, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

His eyes fell on a painting hanging in the corner of the wall. In the painting, there was an immortal standing with a sword in his hand, with a stern expression.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, stroked the scroll with his fingers, and felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

"There is indeed something fishy."

He whispered, and with a wave of his right hand, the scroll fell to the ground, revealing a secret door at the back.

A cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He quickly pushed open the secret door and walked into a deep secret passage.

The walls of the secret passage were engraved with strange runes, which flashed with a faint blue light, as if silently telling of some forbidden power.

Yang Jian slowed down his pace, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

As he went deeper, he found that at the end of the secret passage was a heavy stone door, which was also engraved with complex runes.

He raised his hand and lightly touched the stone door, and the runes immediately glowed faintly, obviously there was a restriction.

Yang Jian sneered and quickly tapped the rune a few times, and the restriction was instantly broken.

The stone door slowly opened, revealing a spacious secret room inside.

Inside the secret room, the walls were covered with scrolls and drawings, and many letters were scattered on the table.

Yang Jian walked to the table, picked up a letter, unfolded it, and his brows immediately furrowed.

The letter recorded the plan of the Nether Palace in detail, mentioned certain officials within the Heavenly Court, and even contained clues of connection between the Nether Palace and the evil spirits within the Heavenly Court.

"There is indeed a ghost."

Yang Jian muttered to himself, his eyes growing colder.

He quickly put the letter away and was about to leave when he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from outside the secret room.

He quickly dodged into the darkness, his eyes fixed on the entrance to the secret room.

(End of this chapter)