Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 489

Sun Wukong dimmed the light from his golden cudgel, his spiritual power almost exhausted, his chest heaving slightly, and fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He exhaled softly, his gaze still fixed on the stone box, his fingers lightly gliding over the runes, as if confirming whether everything had truly stabilized.

The golden cudgel shone faintly, with a few wisps of golden light remaining on its shaft, slowly dissipating with his breath.

Yang Jian removed the rune array, and with a gentle turn of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes on the blade gradually dimmed and eventually returned to stillness.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his gaze steady and calm, yet a hint of caution still lingered between his brows.

His breathing was slightly rapid, clearly indicating that maintaining the runes had taken a lot of his energy.

He glanced down at the ground; the runes had vanished, and the ground had returned to its original calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

Nezha sheathed his Fire-Tipped Spear; the flame at its tip flickered slightly before finally extinguishing. A barely perceptible hint of excitement lingered on his face, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, and a touch of smugness in his eyes.

He flicked his wrist lightly, seemingly still savoring the fight.

His breathing was slightly erratic, but his eyes remained sharp, as if he were ready to strike again at any moment.

The three remained silent for a moment. The underground space was so quiet that only the occasional dripping sound could be heard, and the air was filled with the damp smell of earth.

Sun Wukong spoke first, his voice deep and powerful:
"Yang Jian, check the stability of the earth's veins and make sure the energy fluctuations have completely subsided."

Yang Jian nodded, his gaze calm.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, and with a slight tremor, the runes on the blade once again emitted a faint silver light.

His hand gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if sensing every fluctuation in the earth's veins.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his gaze still calm, his tone steady:
"The earth's energy has stabilized and there are no signs of leakage."

Sun Wukong nodded, the tension between his brows easing slightly.

His gaze shifted to the stone box, his fingers gently tracing the surface of the runes, his fingertips trembling slightly as if sensing the residual energy within the runes.

His expression remained focused, as if he were waiting for something.

Nezha stepped forward, tilting the tip of his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly, the flames dancing in his palm.

He glanced at the stone box, a smile playing on his lips, and said with a hint of impatience:
"Finally done, what's next?"

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately. He 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 sharp, fixed on the depths of the stone box, as if searching for something.

After a moment, he said in a low voice:
"Although the inside of the stone box is sealed, the source of that chaotic energy has not been completely resolved. Yang Jian, what do you think?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and with a gentle turn of the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes shimmered with a faint silver light.

His gaze was calm, and his tone was steady:
"The runes on the stone box are deeply connected to the earth's veins, and the source of that chaotic energy is likely deep underground. We must find the source to completely solve the problem."

Nezha impatiently waved his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly agitated expression.

He chuckled, his tone tinged with disdain:
"Why are you taking so long? Why not just dig it up directly? Why go through all this trouble?"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the stone box, his tone low:
“The energy of the earth veins is complex. Taking action rashly will only cause bigger problems. Yang Jian, use the rune array to probe again and confirm the location of the energy source.”

Yang Jian nodded, and with a gentle swing of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes on the blade swirled rapidly, and silver light spread across the ground like flowing water.

His gaze was focused, and his fingers gently brushed across the blade, causing the runes to flow even more rapidly.

After a moment, he frowned slightly and said in a low voice:

“There is indeed an unusual energy fluctuation deep within the earth’s veins, but the location is too deep for the rune array to pinpoint precisely.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong frowned slightly, gently placed his palm on the ground, and let his magic power slowly seep into the earth's veins through his fingertips.

His gaze was piercing, and his tone was solemn:
"In that case, we have no choice but to go down and investigate ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Nezha's lips curled into a slight smile, and the flames at the tip of his spear suddenly shot up, reflecting his excited expression:
"This is finally getting interesting! I love underground exploration the most!"

Yang Jian glanced at Nezha, his gaze remaining calm, his tone steady:
"The environment deep within the earth's veins is complex, so we must proceed with caution and avoid recklessness."

Sun Wukong nodded, gently patted the ground with his palm, and instantly injected his magic power into the earth's veins. The ground trembled slightly, as if responding to his power.

He whispered:
"Get ready, we'll set off immediately."

Sun Wukong dimmed the light from his golden cudgel. His spiritual power was almost exhausted. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his slightly rapid breathing.

Yang Jian removed the rune array, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He casually wiped them away with his sleeve, his movements practiced and swift.

Nezha put away his Fire-Tipped Spear, his breathing slightly disordered, but a hint of barely perceptible excitement on his face. He gently shook the spear shaft, the embers of flame dancing on his fingertips.

After a moment of silence, Sun Wukong spoke first, signaling Yang Jian to check the stability of the earth's veins.

Sun Wukong's tone was tinged with weariness, but his eyes remained sharp as he pointed to the central area of ​​the earth vein formation.

"Erlang Shen, take a look at these earth veins. Are they stable?"

Yang Jian closed his eyes and sensed that the three-pointed double-edged sword vibrated slightly, the blade reflecting the dim light, and the surrounding ground trembled slightly as well.

The surrounding air seemed to ripple slightly with the vibration of the blade.

He felt the pulse of the earth's veins, his brow furrowed, as if he were having a silent dialogue with a mysterious power deep underground.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, nodded, and spoke in a calm but solemn tone.

"The ley lines are temporarily stable, but energy fluctuations still exist, and their location is difficult to pinpoint."

He plunged the three-pointed double-edged sword into the ground, the blade sinking deep into the ground, leaving only the hilt sticking out.

Nezha stepped forward and cautiously reached into the stone box, trying to touch the chaotic void to sense whether there was still any energy left inside.

The stone box was made of some strange metal, cold and smooth, emitting a faint luster in the dim light.

Nezha's fingertips gently touched the chaotic void. He felt as if he had touched something soft yet hard. A strange energy fluctuation instantly spread throughout his body, making him involuntarily pull his hand back.

His expression changed slightly, his eyes widened a little, and he gasped.

"This...this energy is too strange!"

His voice held a hint of fear. The stone box stood there silently, as if it contained unpredictable dangers and secrets, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Sun Wukong retrieved his golden cudgel, the golden light on the cudgel gradually dissipating. His hands trembled slightly, and he could still feel the aftershocks of the earth's veins at his fingertips.

The energy fluctuations of the earth's veins have gradually stabilized, and the suffocating sense of oppression in the air has dissipated.

However, his brows remained furrowed, and his gaze never left the stone box, as if the chaotic energy hidden within it had not truly subsided.

Yang Jian stood to the side, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword drooping slightly, the silver light of the runes gradually receding.

He raised his hand, flicked his fingertips, and a new rune incantation flowed slowly from his fingertips, wrapping around the stone box like fine silk.

The runes shimmered and formed a more complex sealing array, tightly enveloping the stone box.

His gaze remained solemn, fixed on the inside of the stone box, as if he had sensed something unusual in that chaos.

The flames of Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear had weakened, and the light on the tip of the spear was like a wisp of smoke, reflecting his slightly tired expression.

He looked around. The pungent smell of sulfur in the air had disappeared, the cracks in the ground were slowly healing, and the sound of rocks breaking had gradually stopped.

His gaze swept around, his fingers tapping lightly on the gun barrel, clearly still on guard.

"Has that energy... really been completely sealed away?"

Nezha muttered to himself, his tone tinged with doubt.

His gaze shifted to Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he wanted to find the answer from them.

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately. His palm gently touched the ground, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he were sensing every fluctuation of the earth's veins.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head and his gaze met Yang Jian's.

The two exchanged a glance, both their eyes revealing a hint of seriousness.

Immediately afterwards, the two attacked simultaneously, the light of the Golden Cudgel and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword intertwined, the silver light of the runes echoed the golden light of the Golden Cudgel, further strengthening the seal on the stone box.

Seeing this, Nezha slightly raised his Fire-Tipped Spear, and the flame at the tip of the spear flickered again, but he did not continue his movements. Instead, he stood still, his eyes fixed on the stone box.

He took a deep breath, his fingers lightly tracing the gun barrel, and whispered:
"You two are quite in sync, but... can that chaotic energy really be sealed away so easily?"

Yang Jian's gaze remained calm as he gently brushed his fingers across the blade, causing the runes to flow even more rapidly.

His voice was steady, with an undeniable air of authority:
"The chaotic energy has indeed been temporarily sealed, but the runes inside the stone box are not simply a seal; they are more like a two-way constraint. We must be careful, because if the seal is broken, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Sun Wukong nodded, 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.

After a moment, he said in a low voice:
"Although the rune array on the stone casket is complex, I feel that it seems to have some kind of connection with the earth's ley line energy. If the earth's ley lines are disturbed again, the seal on the stone casket may be affected."

Upon hearing this, Nezha impatiently waved his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flame at the tip of the spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly agitated expression.

He sneered:

"You two old folks are always so indecisive. Why don't you just smash this stone box and save it from causing any more trouble!"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly, his gaze still piercing, his tone low:
"The connection between the earth's ley line energy and the stone box is too deep. Taking action rashly will only cause bigger problems. We must find the source in order to completely eliminate the threat of chaotic energy."

Yang Jian nodded, and with a gentle turn of the blade of the three-pointed double-edged sword, the runes flowed again, and the silver light wrapped around the stone box like a chain.

His gaze was calm, and his tone was steady:
"Although the rune array of the stone box is complex, we can try to guide the earth's ley line energy through the rune array to completely sever its connection with the chaotic energy."

Upon hearing this, Nezha frowned, shifted his feet slightly, and the flames on the tip of his spear pulsed even more violently.

His gaze swept over the stone box, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
"You're all too slow. Let me try to speed things up!"

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.

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!"

With the combined efforts of the three, the chaotic energy was gradually suppressed, and the tremors of the earth veins gradually weakened.

Ultimately, the chaotic energy inside the stone box was completely sealed, the tremors of the earth veins stopped, and the entire underground space returned to calm.

Sun Wukong retrieved his golden cudgel, and the golden light on the cudgel slowly faded.

He exhaled softly, his gaze still fixed on the stone box, his fingers lightly gliding over the runes, as if confirming whether everything had truly stabilized.

Yang Jian removed the rune array, and with a gentle turn of the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword, the silver light of the runes gradually dimmed.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his gaze steady and calm, yet a hint of caution still lingered between his brows.

Nezha put away his Fire-Tipped Spear; the flame at the tip flickered slightly before finally going out.

A barely perceptible excitement lingered on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a hint of smugness shone in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)