Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 487

Sun Wukong closed his eyes slightly, and the magical power within his body surged like a river, slowly flowing into the runes in the stone box through his hands.

His fingertips trembled slightly, as if guiding an invisible force along the veins of the rune array.

The runes' light gradually intensified, as if they had been activated, and the stone box emitted a low humming sound.

Yang Jian stood to the side, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly tilted, the runes on the blade flowing rapidly, resonating with the energy fluctuations of the stone box.

His gaze was focused and calm. His fingers gently brushed across the blade, and the runes flowed more rapidly under his touch, with silver light spreading across the surface of the stone box like flowing water.

“The rune array in this stone box is extremely complex; we must proceed with caution.”

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

A light sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead, clearly indicating that he was doing his best to maintain the stability of the rune array.

Nezha stood a little further away, his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly angled towards the ground, the flame at the tip of the spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly impatient expression.

His gaze swept over the stone box, a slight smirk playing on his lips:
"Why are you dragging your feet? Why not just blast it open?"

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's impatience and continued to concentrate on guiding his magic.

He slightly raised his palm, his fingertips gently sliding along the trajectory of the stone box runes.

The humming sound from the stone box gradually became deeper and more powerful, as if something was awakening inside.

"The energy of the rune array is gradually stabilizing, but I sense a powerful energy surging inside the stone box."

Sun Wukong said in a low voice, his tone tinged with wariness.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched gently, clearly sensing every fluctuation inside the stone box.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian gently turned the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword, and the runes quickly spread across the ground, forming a more stable energy barrier.

His gaze was calm and focused, and his tone was steady:

"I'll enhance the stability of the rune array and prevent energy leakage."

Nezha stood to the side, the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, the tip of the spear leaving a scorching trail in the air.

His gaze was fixed on the stone box, a slight smirk playing on his lips:
"You're all too slow, let me try!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung the Fire-Tipped Spear, and the flame at the tip of the spear drew a blazing fire dragon in the air, rushing straight towards the stone box.

The moment the flames collided with the stone box, a low rumble was heard. The flames were quickly absorbed by the stone box, and the energy fluctuations inside became even more intense.

The humming sound from the stone box suddenly became louder, and the light of the runes also surged, as if in response to Nezha's attack.

The entire underground space trembled slightly due to this energy fluctuation, and a suffocating pressure filled the air.

"Nezha, don't make any rash moves!"

Sun Wukong's voice was deep and urgent. He swung his golden cudgel, and the golden light from the cudgel struck the ground, attempting to stabilize the energy fluctuations in the stone box.

His palm was slightly raised, his fingertips trembling gently, as if he were trying to control this out-of-control force.

Yang Jian moved swiftly, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword lightly touching the ground, and the runes quickly spread out, forming a more complex rune array.

His gaze was calm and focused, and his tone was steady:

"I'll stabilize the rune array to prevent the stone casket's energy from leaking out."

Nezha sheathed his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip flickering slightly, reflecting his somewhat defeated expression.

His gaze swept over the stone box, a slight smirk playing on his lips:
"This guy is even more troublesome than that beam of light from before!"

Sun Wukong did not respond, continuing to concentrate on channeling his magical power.

He slightly raised his palm, his fingertips gently sliding along the trajectory of the stone box runes.

The humming of the stone box gradually became deeper and more powerful, and the light of the runes gradually became more stable.

"The energy of the rune array has stabilized, and the energy fluctuations of the stone box are gradually weakening."

Sun Wukong said in a low voice, his tone slightly relaxed.

He slightly raised his palm, his fingertips trembling gently, as if sensing every fluctuation inside the stone box.

Yang Jian sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, and the runes on the blade slowly dissipated, their patterns gradually receding.

His gaze remained calm, and his tone was steady:
"The energy in the stone box has been completely stabilized, and we can proceed to the next step."

Nezha stood to the side, the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his somewhat impatient expression.

He glanced at the stone box, a slight smirk playing on his lips:
"Finally done, after all that dawdling."

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the stone box, his fingers gently tracing the patterns of the ancient runes.

His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he were sensing the subtle energy flow between the runes.

"Although the rune array of the stone box is complex, I feel that it seems to have some kind of connection with the earth's ley line energy."

Sun Wukong said in a low voice, his tone thoughtful.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Yang Jian nodded, and with a slight turn of the blade of the three-pointed double-edged sword, the blade emitted a soft hum.

He looked at Sun Wukong, his tone calm:

“Earth vein energy? I’ve never heard of that before. But since you say so, let’s see if we can use it to enhance the power to open the stone box.”

Nezha impatiently waved his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flames on the tip flickering slightly, reflecting on his slightly agitated face.

"Alright, alright, stop nagging and just open it, okay? You've been dawdling for ages, the sun's about to set."

He looked around; the towering rocks surrounded them in a small space, where the last rays of the setting sun could barely penetrate, making it appear dim and oppressive.

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's urging. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and once again channeled his magic power into the earth's veins.

A powerful energy surge emanated from underground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The runes on the stone box shone even brighter, and the buzzing sound became even more intense, as if a sleeping behemoth was about to awaken.

Yang Jian focused his energy once more, strengthening the stability of the rune array.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in his hand. The runes on the blade shimmered with a dazzling light, echoing the runes on the stone box.

He knew all too well that if the energy got out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The surrounding rocks made a slight cracking sound due to the energy fluctuations, and a faint smell of sulfur filled the air.

Sun Wukong pressed his palm down slightly, and the earth vein energy surged towards the stone box like a tide. The light of the runes suddenly surged, illuminating the entire underground space as if it were daytime.

The ancient runes on the surface of the stone box seemed to be activated, emitting a chilling energy fluctuation, and the buzzing sound became increasingly piercing.

"Energy resonance!"

Sun Wukong let out a low shout, his eyes blazing, and he swung his golden cudgel fiercely. The golden light on the cudgel intertwined with the light of the runes, forming a huge energy vortex.

Veins bulged on Yang Jian's forehead as he gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly, the runes on its blade gleaming with a cold, silvery light. His voice was slightly hurried, yet still steady:

"The rune array is about to collapse, everyone be careful!"

His fingers trembled slightly, clearly as he was doing his best to maintain the stability of the runes and prevent energy from leaking out.

Nezha stood to the side, the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly excited expression.

He gripped the gun handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the stone box, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"The real test is finally here!"

His fingers tapped lightly on the gun barrel, clearly suppressing his fighting spirit and preparing to strike at any moment.

The runic light on the stone box reached its peak, and the buzzing sound was deafening like thunder, causing the entire underground space to tremble violently.

The small pebbles on the ground were shaken and rolled around, and the air was distorted and deformed by the energy fluctuations.

Suddenly, the runes on the surface of the stone box darkened abruptly, followed by a deafening roar, and the stone box finally opened slowly.

An ancient and mysterious aura emanated from the stone box, and the three of them focused their gazes on the inside of the box.

Inside the stone box, a dark light slowly rose, and something seemed to be slowly taking shape within the light.

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel slightly, and the golden light from the cudgel illuminated the stone box.

His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, was fixed on the dim light, his tone low and wary:
"This thing... is not right."

Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword was tilted slightly, and the runes on the blade shimmered with a cold silver light.

His gaze was also fixed on the inside of the stone box, his fingers lightly brushing across the blade, causing the runes to flow even more rapidly:
"This energy fluctuation seems to have some connection with the earth's veins."

Nezha swung his Fire-Tipped Spear sharply, the flames at the tip drawing a scorching trail in the air, reflecting his slightly disdainful expression:

"Who cares what it is, just blast it to pieces!"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his palm gently touching the ground, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if sensing every fluctuation in the earth's veins.

His gaze was fixed on the stone box, his voice low and somber:
"The flow of the earth's energy is changing, and taking rash action may cause even bigger problems."

Yang Jian nodded, and with a gentle swing of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes on the blade quickly spread across the ground, forming a complex array of runes.

His voice was calm and steady:
"I will guide the earth's energy to ensure that the energy fluctuations of the stone box are completely stabilized."

Nezha snorted coldly, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickered slightly, leaving a scorching trail in the air.

His gaze swept over the stone box, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
"You're all too slow, let me try!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung the Fire-Tipped Spear, and the flames at the tip of the spear rushed straight towards the stone box.

The moment the flames collided with the stone box, a low rumble was heard, and sparks flew everywhere, but the stone box remained unmoved, instead completely engulfing the flames.

"This guy is even harder to deal with than that beam of light from before!"

Nezha sheathed his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip flickering slightly, reflecting his somewhat defeated expression.

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's impatience, raised his palm slightly, and gently slid his fingertips along the trajectory of the runes on the stone box.

His gaze was piercing, as if he were capturing every trace of energy fluctuation contained within the runes.

"The energy of the rune array has stabilized, and the energy fluctuations of the stone box are gradually weakening."

Yang Jian sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, and the runes on the blade slowly dissipated, their patterns gradually receding.

His gaze remained calm, and his tone was steady:
"The energy in the stone box has been completely stabilized, and we can proceed to the next step."

Nezha stood to the side, the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his somewhat impatient expression.

He glanced at the stone box, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Finally done, after all that dawdling."

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the stone box, his fingers gently tracing the patterns of the ancient runes.

His fingertips trembled slightly, as if he were sensing the subtle energy flow between the runes.

"Although the rune array of the stone box is complex, I feel that it seems to have some kind of connection with the earth's ley line energy."

Yang Jian nodded, and with a slight turn of the blade of the three-pointed double-edged sword, the blade emitted a soft hum.

He looked at Sun Wukong, his tone calm:

“Earth vein energy? I’ve never heard of that before. But since you say so, let’s see if we can use it to enhance the power to open the stone box.”

Nezha impatiently waved his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip of the spear flickering slightly:

"Alright, alright, stop nagging and just open it, okay? You've been dawdling for ages, the sun's about to set."

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's urging. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and once again channeled his magic power into the earth's veins.

A powerful energy surge emanated from underground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The runes on the stone box shone even brighter, and the buzzing sound became even more intense, as if a sleeping behemoth was about to awaken.

Yang Jian focused his energy once more, strengthening the stability of the rune array. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in his hand. The runes on the blade shimmered with dazzling light, echoing the runes on the stone box.

He knew all too well that if the energy got out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The surrounding rocks made a slight cracking sound due to the energy fluctuations, and a faint smell of sulfur filled the air.

The runes on the surface of the stone box suddenly brightened, like twinkling stars, dazzling and spectacular. A deafening roar echoed through the valley, and the continuous mountain range seemed to resonate with it.

Yang Jian did his best to maintain the rune array, veins bulging on his forehead, muscles tense, and sweat dripping down his temples, soaking his clothes.

He took a deep breath and lightly touched the ground with the tip of his three-pointed double-edged sword to stabilize himself and prevent himself from being thrown back by the energy impact.

The surrounding trees shook violently, and some small branches were broken off and fluttered down.

Although Nezha was anxious, he remained highly vigilant, gripping his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly. The flames at the tip of the spear flickered even more violently, reflecting off his tense face.

He paced back and forth anxiously, glancing up at the stone box every now and then, then at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with worry.

The ground beneath his feet also cracked slightly due to the energy fluctuations.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes again, his fingertips gently touching a key rune on the surface of the stone box. His brows twitched slightly, as if he were sensing every subtle line of the rune.

As he touched it with his fingertips, the runes suddenly flashed with a faint light, and the energy fluctuations inside the stone box instantly weakened, as if suppressed by some kind of force.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian swiftly swung his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes on the blade swirling with a silver light, rapidly outlining a new array of runes in the air.

His movements were fluid and precise, and the runes spread rapidly, further stabilizing the energy around the stone box.

Nezha still held the Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip of the spear flickering slightly, reflecting his sharp gaze.

He shifted his feet slightly and leaned forward slightly, as if ready to strike at any moment.

The three of them focused their gazes on the inside of the stone box. However, the scene inside made them frown – it was not any of the items they had expected, but a chaotic void, like a bottomless black hole.

(End of this chapter)