Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 488

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.

Sun Wukong's gaze sharpened, and he gently placed his palm on the surface of the stone box, his fingertips trembling slightly as his magical power slowly seeped into the interior of the stone box along the runes.

He closed his eyes and tried to sense the chaotic and ethereal energy.

The runes on the surface of the stone box shimmered faintly, as if responding to his attempt; however, the energy inside was like a bottomless abyss, unfathomable and elusive.

"Great Sage, how is the situation?" Yang Jian stood to the side, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly tilted, the runes flowing with a faint silver light.

His gaze remained calm, but his tone carried a hint of wariness. He clearly sensed that the energy fluctuations inside the stone box were more intense than before.

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately. His brows furrowed slightly, and his fingertips traced the runes, as if searching for some kind of breakthrough.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, a hint of seriousness flashing in them:
"The energy inside this stone box is more complex than we imagined; it seems to have some deep connection with the earth's veins. I tried to guide the earth's vein energy to resonate with it, but with little effect."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian lightly ran his fingers along the blade, causing the runes to flow even more rapidly. His gaze was focused and profound, his tone steady:

“In that case, I will try to redirect the earth vein energy with the rune array, which may temporarily stabilize the fluctuations of the stone box.”

With that, he swung his three-pointed double-edged sword sharply, the blade drawing a silver light in the air, and the runes quickly spread across the ground, forming a complex array.

The silver light of the runes flowed like water, gradually resonating with the runes in the stone box, attempting to reconstruct the trajectory of energy flow.

However, just as the rune array was about to take shape, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly erupted inside the stone box.

The chaotic and ethereal energy leaked out like a flood, instantly breaking through the runes' restraints. The runes' light dimmed abruptly, and the patterns drawn on the ground began to crack.

"Not good! Energy is leaking out!" Yang Jian's voice was low and urgent. He swung his three-pointed double-edged sword swiftly, the blade drawing streaks of silver light in the air. Runes spread rapidly, attempting to re-seal the leaking energy.

However, the intensity of the chaotic energy far exceeded expectations, and the runes were instantly destroyed as soon as they took shape.

Seeing this, Nezha suddenly swung his Fire-Tipped Spear, and the flames at the tip of the spear drew a blazing fire dragon in the air, rushing straight towards the stone box.

His eyes held a hint of urgency, and his tone was tinged with dissatisfaction:

"You guys are dawdling, let me try to push it back in!"

The moment the flames collided with the chaotic energy, a deafening roar was heard, and sparks flew everywhere. The chaotic energy was not suppressed by the flames; on the contrary, it became even more violent due to Nezha's attack.

The energy fluctuations inside the stone box intensified instantly, causing the entire underground space to shake violently, and fine cracks to appear on the ground.

"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 of the earth's veins.

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 and prevent the chaotic energy from spreading further."

However, before he could finish his action, an even more violent tremor suddenly came from deep underground, as if some enormous creature was raging underground.

The cracks in the ground widened instantly, the energy fluctuations of the earth's veins became even more chaotic, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

Sun Wukong's expression suddenly changed, his eyes sharpening as he stared intently at the ground beneath his feet:
"This is bad! The earth's energy has been affected by the chaotic energy and is completely disordered! If this continues, the earth's energy may collapse!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's forehead broke out in a light sweat. He swung his three-pointed double-edged sword sharply, and the runes on it flowed rapidly, attempting to redirect the earth's energy.

However, the interference from the chaotic energy was too powerful, and the runes were instantly destroyed as soon as they took shape.

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

He gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment in his voice:
"Are we just going to sit there and watch?"

Sun Wukong did not respond. He suddenly swung his golden cudgel, and the golden light on the cudgel suddenly surged. His magic power seeped into the earth's veins and struck the core of the earth's veins.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone was deep and firm:
"I'll try to use the Golden Cudgel to forcibly suppress the earth's vein energy and prevent the chaotic energy from spreading further!"

After he finished speaking, the golden cudgel slammed down, and the golden light from the cudgel surged into the earth's veins like a torrent, colliding with the chaotic energy and producing a deafening roar.

The tremors of the earth veins gradually weakened, and the fluctuations of chaotic energy seemed to be temporarily suppressed.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian quickly adjusted the rune array. With a gentle flick of the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the rune patterns spread rapidly, attempting to reconstruct the energy flow path.

His movements were fluid and precise, the runes resembling silver chains that coiled around the chaotic energy from all directions, attempting to completely seal it off.

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

He gripped the gun handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the stone box, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Finally, some progress!"

However, the fluctuations of chaotic energy did not completely stop; the cracks on the ground continued to slowly widen, and the energy of the earth's veins remained in a state of disorder.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Sun Wukong's forehead, and his hands gripped the golden cudgel tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.

"The fluctuations of chaotic energy are too strong; the Golden Cudgel alone may not be able to completely suppress them."

Sun Wukong said in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of urgency.

Yang Jian nodded, and with a gentle turn of the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes flowed rapidly, resonating with the golden light of the golden cudgel.

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

"I will use the rune array to assist you in stabilizing the ley line energy as much as possible."

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:

"You're too slow, let me try again!"

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, and sparks flew everywhere, but the stone box remained unmoved, instead completely engulfing the flames.

Sun Wukong's gaze darkened, and he swung his golden cudgel violently, the cudgel bursting forth with dazzling golden light, as if it were about to completely tear apart the chaotic energy.

The golden light surged like a torrent, rushing straight into the stone box and colliding head-on with the chaotic energy.

The moment the two forces intersected, the entire underground space trembled violently, rocks fell from the mountains, and violent energy fluctuations filled the air.

Seeing this, Yang Jian swung his three-pointed double-edged sword sharply. The runes on the blade flowed rapidly, and silver light surged out like a tide, echoing Sun Wukong's golden light. He quickly stepped forward, lightly touching the ground with the tip of his sword. The patterns of the runes spread rapidly, forming a complex array, attempting to control the leakage of chaotic energy within a certain range.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes remained calm, as if everything was under control.

"Yang Jian, how long can the rune array last?"

Sun Wukong's deep voice carried a hint of urgency as he gripped his golden cudgel tightly, continuously channeling golden light into the earth's veins in an attempt to stabilize the energy fluctuations.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, his fingers gently brushing across the blade, the silver light of the runes shimmering faintly:
"At most half a quarter of an hour. The chaotic energy is too strong, and the rune array may collapse at any time."

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

He snorted coldly, and with a sudden flick of his spear, flames traced a scorching line in the air:

"Half a quarter of an hour? Then what are we waiting for? Let's just smash it to pieces!"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his eyes sharp as he stared intently at the inside of the stone box:

"The earth's energy is already disordered; taking rash action will only make the situation worse."

Yang Jian nodded, and the rune array on the three-pointed double-edged sword continued to operate, with silver light binding the chaotic energy like chains.

His voice was steady:

"I'll adjust the formation to prolong the suppression time as much as possible. You prepare for the next move."

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, and the golden light of the Golden Cudgel suddenly surged, while the tremors of the earth's veins gradually weakened.

His fingers gently touched the surface of the stone box, and his magic power slowly seeped through the runes, trying to find the source of the chaotic energy.

However, the energy inside the stone box is like a bottomless abyss, unfathomable and difficult to grasp.

Nezha shifted his feet slightly, his gaze swept over the stone box, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
"You guys are 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 transformed into a blazing fire dragon, rushing straight towards the stone box.

The moment the flames collided with the chaotic energy, a deafening roar was heard, and sparks flew everywhere, but the stone box remained unmoved, instead completely engulfing the flames.

Nezha's expression changed slightly, and his tone carried a hint of defeat:
"This guy is even more troublesome than that beam of light from before!"

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's impatience, gently placed his palm on the surface of the stone box, his fingertips trembling slightly, and his magic power slowly seeped in through the runes.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone was deep:
"The connection between chaotic energy and the earth's veins is too close; simple attacks will not be effective."

Yang Jian frowned. The rune array on the three-pointed double-edged sword was still operating, but the silver light was gradually dimming.

His voice carried a hint of urgency:
"The rune array can't hold up any longer; we must find a solution as soon as possible!"

A glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he suddenly raised his golden cudgel, the golden light of which poured down like a waterfall, heading straight into the depths of the earth's veins.

His voice was low and firm:
"I'm here to forcibly separate the earth's veins from the chaotic energy; you prepare to seal them!"

Yang Jian nodded, and the rune array on the three-pointed double-edged sword was quickly adjusted, with silver light binding the chaotic energy like chains.

His movements were fluid and precise, the light of the runes intertwining with Sun Wukong's golden light to form a powerful energy barrier.

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

He gripped the gun handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the stone box, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Finally, some progress!"

Just then, the chaotic energy inside the stone box suddenly erupted, the silver light of the rune array was instantly dispersed, and the tremors of the earth veins became even more violent.

The entire underground space seemed about to collapse, with rocks falling one after another, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

Sun Wukong's expression suddenly changed, and he swung his golden cudgel violently. Golden light surged into the earth's veins like a torrent, colliding head-on with the chaotic energy.

His voice was low and urgent:

"The chaotic energy is out of control! It must be sealed off as soon as possible!"

Yang Jian moved swiftly, re-engraving the rune array on his three-pointed, double-edged sword, the silver light binding the chaotic energy like chains.

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

"I'll stabilize the rune array, you all get ready!"

Nezha shifted his feet slightly, his gaze swept over the stone box, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
"It's my turn!"