Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 447

Upon seeing this, Chen Tianjun showed a ferocious smile on his face. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a black netherworld force, forming a shock wave that blew away Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha at the same time.

The three men fell heavily into the ruins, suffering varying degrees of injuries.

Sun Wukong struggled to stand up, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care. He raised his hand to wipe the blood, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was unabated.

He clenched the golden cudgel tightly, and his palm felt slightly numb. It was obvious that the previous blow had also made him feel a little pressure.

Yang Jian and Nezha also struggled to stand up. Yang Jian's arms were trembling slightly, and the blade of his three-pointed, double-edged sword was covered with cracks. It was obvious that the shock wave just now had damaged his weapon.

Nezha's condition was even worse. His red tasseled spear had broken into two pieces, and the half of the spear in his hand was covered with burn marks.

"This guy's strength is incredible."

Nezha gritted his teeth and whispered, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Chen Tianjun stood not far away with a smug look on his face. He slowly raised his hand, and the black mist from his fingertips lingered in the air, as if mocking the powerlessness of the three people.

"Sun Wukong, if you have any tricks, feel free to use them."

Chen Tianjun's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

Sun Wukong sneered and swung the golden cudgel in his hand violently. The golden light on the tip of the cudgel became brighter again:
"You think you can scare us like this? You are so naive!"

Before he finished his words, the golden cudgel suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the body of the cudgel expanded rapidly, instantly becoming a hundred times larger, turning into a giant cudgel that covered the sky and the sun, and smashed down towards Chen Tianjun with the power to destroy the world.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Nezha quickly retreated to avoid the power of the golden cudgel.

Their eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong, with a hint of worry in their eyes, but also a hint of expectation.

"I'm afraid even heaven and earth will tremble at this blow from the monkey."

Yang Jian whispered, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand trembling slightly, as if responding to this powerful force.

Chen Tianjun looked up at the huge golden hoop, and his expression finally changed slightly.

He quickly stepped back, trying to avoid the attack, but the golden cudgel was too fast and covered his entire body in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

After a deafening roar, a bottomless pit suddenly appeared on the ground, with smoke and dust rising and gravel flying everywhere.

Chen Tianjun's figure was completely submerged under the huge force, and the air around him seemed to be sucked out.

Sun Wukong slowly retracted his golden cudgel, and the huge cudgel quickly shrank back to its original size.

His breathing was slightly rapid and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It was obvious that the previous attack had consumed a lot of his strength.

Yang Jian and Nezha quickly rushed to Sun Wukong's side. The three of them stood on the edge of the huge pit, staring at the bottom of the pit, waiting for the dust to settle.

"Is he dead?"

Nezha asked in a low voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, his eyes still fixed on the bottom of the pit:

"It's hard to say. Chen Tianjun's strength is far beyond our expectations. This attack may not be able to completely defeat him."

At this moment, a powerful netherworld force suddenly surged out from the bottom of the pit, and the black fog rolled up and rushed into the sky like a giant dragon.

In the black fog, Chen Tianjun's figure appeared again. His body became even bigger than before. His skin was blue-black, his muscles were knotted, and his face looked ferocious and terrifying.

"Sun Wukong, do you think you can kill me like this?"

Chen Tianjun's voice was hoarse and low, filled with endless madness.

His eyes were bloodshot, with flames burning in them, as if they were going to devour everything.

His palms became huge, his nails were as sharp as knives, and his arms were covered with black runes. The runes flashed with faint blue light, as if absorbing the netherworld power around them.

"This guy can actually become even more powerful!"

Nezha clenched the broken red tassel spear, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

Yang Jian's eyes were still stern, but his tone was more serious:
"It seems that he has completely abandoned his identity as a human and completely integrated into the power of the underworld. In this state, his power will be infinitely enhanced."

Sun Wukong sneered, and the golden cudgel trembled slightly in his hand, the golden light on the tip of the cudgel still shining:

"In that case, we can only fight one more time!"

Chen Tianjun let out a low roar, and his figure suddenly flashed, appearing in front of Sun Wukong in an instant. His huge claws went straight for Sun Wukong's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.

Sun Wukong quickly dodged sideways and swung his golden cudgel violently. The golden light at the tip of the cudgel collided with Chen Tianjun's sharp claws, making a sharp metal collision sound.

"boom!"

Sun Wukong was knocked back several steps by this tremendous force. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked into several cracks, and gravel flew everywhere.

"What a powerful force!"

Sun Wukong said through gritted teeth, a layer of cold sweat oozing out of his forehead.

Chen Tianjun sneered, swung his sharp claws suddenly, directly knocked away Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and then kicked Sun Wukong in the chest.

Sun Wukong quickly blocked the attack, but was still knocked backwards by the force. He fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Nezha immediately rushed forward to provide support.

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced Chen Tianjun's back, while Nezha swung the broken red tassel spear and aimed directly at Chen Tianjun's throat.

However, Chen Tianjun reacted extremely quickly. He turned around suddenly, waved his sharp claws, and directly knocked away the weapons of the two men. Then he used one claw to knock Yang Jian dozens of meters away.

Seeing this, Nezha shook his red tasseled spear violently, and a cold light flashed from the tip of the spear, which pierced straight into Chen Tianjun's throat.

However, Chen Tianjun just waved his hand lightly and directly knocked Nezha's red tassel spear away, and then used a claw to knock Nezha away dozens of meters.

"This guy's strength is simply unmatched!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Sun Wukong slowly stood up, the golden cudgel trembling slightly in his hand, the golden light on the tip of the cudgel still shining.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Tianjun, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was unabated.

"In that case, we can only go all out!"

Sun Wukong said in a cold voice, and swung the golden cudgel in his hand violently, and the golden light at the tip of the cudgel instantly became brighter.

Nezha supported himself with one hand and stood up shakily. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and held the broken red tassel spear tightly in his hand.

"Me too!"

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand hummed, and a cold light flashed on the blade.

He stared at Chen Tianjun with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice:
"We must not let him escape!"

On top of the ruins, three figures stood firm in the wind, and a determined fighting spirit permeated the air.

The broken walls and the sky covered by dark clouds added a sense of solemnity.

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel turned slightly in his hand, and the golden light at the tip of the cudgel was as dazzling as the sun.

He suddenly leaped up, and his golden cudgel swelled up in the wind, instantly transforming into a towering pillar, smashing down at Chen Tianjun with overwhelming force!

There was a flash of horror in Chen Tianjun's eyes, but he did not retreat. He quickly crossed his claws in front of him, and the netherworld power in his body surged wildly, forming a thick black barrier.

"boom!"

The golden cudgel smashed into the barrier with tremendous force, causing a deafening roar.

The entire ground shook violently, and countless bottomless cracks appeared, smoke and dust rose up, and gravel flew. Chen Tianjun's claws trembled slightly under the powerful impact, but his body still stood firmly, without retreating a single step.

However, this force was too great after all, and the ground beneath Chen Tianjun's feet could not bear it and suddenly collapsed!

"boom!"

Chen Tianjun was smashed into the ground, and his figure instantly disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he quickly flew up.

He swung the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand violently, and the sword instantly turned into thousands of sword shadows, covering the collapsed ground like a dragnet.

The sword shadows flashed with cold light, forming an impenetrable sword formation, completely sealing Chen Tianjun underground.

"Chen Tianjun, you can't escape!"

Yang Jian's voice was deep and powerful, with irresistible majesty.

Nezha did not hesitate either. He shook the broken spear in his hand slightly, and a raging fire suddenly gushed out from the tip of the spear. The flames hovered above the ground like a fire dragon and quickly spread underground.

The scorching heat baked the ground red, and the flames and sword array intertwined to form a double blockade, completely cutting off Chen Tianjun's retreat.

Chen Tianjun’s roar came from underground, his voice filled with endless anger and unwillingness.

"You think you can trap me like this? You are so naive!"

As his voice rang out, the ground began to shake violently, and the power of the underworld surged out from the ground like a tide, frantically attacking Yang Jian's sword formation and Nezha's flames.

The sword formation trembled slightly under the impact of the netherworld power, and the sword shadows gradually became dim.

The flames gradually died down under the erosion of the netherworld's power, and the heat waves were engulfed by the black mist.

Yang Jian and Nezha's faces changed at the same time. It was obvious that Chen Tianjun's power was far beyond their expectations.

"This guy actually still has some energy left!"

Nezha said with gritting teeth, the broken spear in his hand trembling slightly. It was obvious that he had felt the powerful backlash.

Yang Jian's eyes were still stern, but his tone was more serious:
"We must not let him break through the blockade, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

The two of them increased their mana output at the same time, and the sword formation and flames became stronger again, trying to suppress Chen Tianjun's netherworld power.

However, the netherworld power beneath the ground grew stronger and stronger, and the black fog gradually broke through the blockade and spread in all directions.

At this moment, the ground suddenly cracked, and a powerful netherworld force rushed up from the ground into the sky!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Chen Tianjun's figure broke out of the ground, bathed in the power of the underworld, looking even more hideous and terrifying.

His body was even bigger than before, his skin was bluish-black, his muscles were knotted, and his blood vessels were clearly visible.

There were blood-red flames burning in his eyes and a hideous smile hung on the corners of his mouth, as if he was a demon crawling out of hell.

"You can't stop me!"

Chen Tianjun let out a long roar toward the sky, his voice as deafening as thunder.

As he roared, a powerful shock wave burst out from his body and swept around.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha were knocked backwards by the force and fell heavily to the ground.

The three of them quickly steadied themselves and stared at Chen Tianjun with a hint of solemnity in their eyes.

"This guy's power is still increasing!"

Nezha said with gritted teeth, the broken spear in his hand trembling slightly.

Yang Jian's eyes were deep, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand was still tightly grasped, with a hint of determination in his tone:
"We can't delay any longer, we must strike with all our strength!"

Sun Wukong sneered, and the golden cudgel trembled slightly in his hand, the golden light on the tip of the cudgel still shining:

"Exactly what I want!"

The three of them nodded at the same time, their eyes determined, and then they each took out their magic weapons, ready to give it a try.

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel turned into a giant pillar again, Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, and Nezha's broken spear spewed out raging flames.

The power of the three people intertwined in the air, forming a devastating force that headed straight for Chen Tianjun!

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel high, and a golden glow suddenly appeared on the cudgel. A faint shadow of a dragon could be seen entwined around it. He opened his eyes wide with anger and shouted:
"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

The golden cudgel, with tremendous force, smashed down on Chen Tianjun's head.

The third eye between Yang Jian’s eyebrows suddenly opened, shooting out a dazzling golden light, pointing directly at the center of Chen Tianjun’s eyebrows.

At the same time, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand swung into a silver light curtain. The sharp blade blocked all of Chen Tianjun's retreat routes.

Nezha's broken red tassel spear spun at high speed in his hand, and the flames spurting out from the tip of the spear turned into a fire dragon, roaring and entwining towards Chen Tianjun.

His brows were tightly knitted, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a low voice:
"Monster, die!"

Facing the combined attack of the three, Chen Tianjun did not dodge or evade. Instead, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his laughter full of disdain and madness.

"Just relying on you little gods, do you think you can stop me?"

He suddenly opened his arms, and the power of the underworld rolled throughout his body, forming a huge black vortex.

The center of the vortex seemed to be connected to the underworld of hell, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

The golden cudgel hit the black vortex first, but it was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples.

Yang Jian's golden eye and sword shadow followed closely behind, and were also swallowed by the whirlpool and disappeared without a trace.

Although Nezha's fire dragon fought tenaciously against the whirlpool, it was gradually swallowed up and its light dimmed.

Seeing this scene, the heavenly soldiers and generals couldn't help but exclaim.

A general cried out:
"Not good! This demon is too powerful!"

Another heavenly general clenched his weapon tightly and stared at the battlefield nervously.

Chen Tianjun laughed wildly, his eyes filled with the joy of victory.

"Hahaha! You don't know your own limitations!"

He stretched out his right hand, and the black vortex quickly shrank, eventually condensing into a black energy ball, which he held in his hand.

"Now, let you have a taste of the power of the underworld!"

He threw the energy ball in his hand towards Sun Wukong and the other two.

The energy ball dragged a long black tail flame and moved as fast as lightning. It arrived in front of the three people in the blink of an eye.

Sun Wukong reacted quickly, holding the golden cudgel horizontally in front of him. The stick glowed with golden light and firmly resisted the frontal impact of the energy ball.

The huge impact force pushed him back several steps, and each step left a deep footprint on the ground.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in both hands, the blade flashing with cold light, and suddenly slashed at the black mist surrounding the energy ball.

Wherever the blade passed, the black fog quickly dissipated like a torn curtain, and the power of the energy ball weakened accordingly.

Nezha gritted his teeth and threw the broken red tassel spear with all his might. The tip of the spear, with a broken flame, hit the energy ball hard.

The energy ball slightly deviated from its original trajectory, but its momentum remained unabated, and it finally crashed heavily into a pile of ruins...

boom! ! !
(End of this chapter)