Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 492

Sun Wukong went deep underground, and the surrounding darkness was like a heavy curtain, making it hard to breathe.

His figure moved swiftly through the underground space, his magic power flowing around him, forming a faint halo that illuminated the path ahead.

The surrounding rock walls are still covered with ancient runes, their light faint yet steady, as if telling a story of some distant history.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, and the sight before him made him frown slightly.

A colossal altar stood in the center of the underground space, with a massive black crystal suspended above it.

The crystal is slowly rotating, emitting faint energy fluctuations. Each rotation seems to affect the surrounding space, giving people an invisible sense of pressure.

Sun Wukong stared intently at the crystal, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

He slowly stepped forward, slightly raising the golden cudgel in his hand, its golden light shining brightly in the darkness.

"This crystal... seems to be the energy source of the altar."

His voice was deep, as if he were talking to himself.

His fingers gently stroked the shaft of the golden cudgel, and magical power seeped into the shaft through his fingertips. The golden light of the golden cudgel suddenly surged, as if responding to his power.

Without hesitation, Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, the blade pointing directly at the black crystal.

However, the moment the golden cudgel came into contact with the crystal, a powerful suction force suddenly erupted, and the golden cudgel was firmly attracted by that force and could not break free.

Sun Wukong frowned and exerted a little force in his arm, trying to retract the golden cudgel, but the suction force became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to completely devour his power.

"Something's wrong!"

He muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his other hand, his magic power gathering in his palm and transforming into a golden beam of light that shot straight towards the black crystal.

However, the moment the beam of light came into contact with the crystal, it was instantly swallowed up by the suction force, as if it had been thrown into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.

A sharp glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems we have no choice but to use even greater power."

His palm suddenly trembled, and magical power surged out like a tide. The golden light of the Golden Cudgel suddenly increased, and the staff drew a blazing arc of light in the air, striking the black crystal directly.

However, the suction force remained stubborn, and the power of the golden cudgel was completely suppressed, unable to advance an inch.

A bead of sweat trickled down Sun Wukong's forehead. He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"In that case, let's try this!"

He suddenly flipped his palm, and his magical power condensed in the air, transforming into a golden rune. The rune swirled rapidly in the air, heading straight for the black crystal.

The moment the rune made contact with the crystal, a low rumble was heard. The black crystal trembled slightly, and its rotation speed gradually slowed down, as if it were being suppressed in some way.

At the same time, on the ground, Yang Jian raised an eyebrow slightly, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand suddenly trembled. The runes on the blade suddenly lit up, and silver light spread across the ground like flowing water.

"The energy fluctuations of the earth veins are abnormal; the Great Sage may be in trouble."

His voice was deep and calm, his gaze fixed on the ground, the runes flowing rapidly across the surface as he tried to control the unusual energy fluctuations.

Upon hearing this, Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear flickered slightly, reflecting his slightly nervous expression.

He gripped the gun handle tightly, his gaze sweeping around. The growing smell of sulfur in the air made him uneasy.

"This sulfur smell...something's not right."

Nezha said in a low voice, his feet shifting slightly, and the flames at the tip of his spear suddenly shot up, illuminating the surrounding space.

His eyes scanned his surroundings warily, ready to deal with any potential threats at any moment.

Yang Jian did not respond. The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the runes on the blade flowed rapidly. Silver light wrapped around the energy fluctuations on the ground like chains.

His movements were fluid and precise; every stroke of the rune seemed to have been practiced hundreds of times, without any deviation.

"The rune monitoring network has been adjusted, and the energy fluctuations have been temporarily suppressed. However, the energy source deep within the ley lines still exists, and the Great Sage must sever its connection with the ley lines as soon as possible."

Yang Jian's voice was steady, and his gaze was calm and focused.

Deep underground, Sun Wukong's figure remained locked in a stalemate with the black crystal.

A fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hand gripped the golden cudgel tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white. Magical power circulated around him, forming a golden light barrier, attempting to resist the powerful suction.

"This force... is more troublesome than I imagined."

Sun Wukong said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the black crystal, a thoughtful look flashing in them.

He took a deep breath, his palm suddenly trembled, and his magic power condensed in the air, transforming into a golden rune. The rune flowed rapidly in the air and rushed straight towards the crystal.

The moment the rune made contact with the crystal, a low rumble was heard, and the black crystal trembled slightly, its rotation speed gradually slowing down.

A hint of joy flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. He raised his hand again, and his magic power condensed in the air, transforming into a second rune that shot straight towards the crystal.

However, just as the rune was about to touch the crystal, the black crystal suddenly trembled, and a powerful energy wave suddenly erupted, rushing straight towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, forming a protective barrier around himself with his magic power to resist the impact of that energy.

The moment the energy fluctuations came into contact with the protective barrier, a deep rumble was heard, and Sun Wukong's protective barrier trembled violently, as if it might break at any moment.

A fine sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead. His palm suddenly trembled, and magical power condensed in his palm, transforming into a golden beam of light that shot straight towards the black crystal.

The moment the beam of light touched the crystal, it emitted a low rumble, and the black crystal trembled slightly, its rotation gradually slowing down.

A hint of joy flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. He raised his hand again, and his magic power condensed in the air, transforming into a second rune that shot straight towards the crystal.

The moment the rune made contact with the crystal, a low rumble was heard, and the black crystal trembled slightly, its rotation speed gradually slowing down.

A hint of joy flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes. He raised his hand again, and his magic power condensed in the air, transforming into a third rune that shot straight towards the crystal.

The moment the rune made contact with the crystal, a low rumble was heard, and the black crystal trembled slightly, its rotation speed gradually slowing down.

After the third rune merged into the crystal, the tremors underground gradually subsided, and the black crystal stopped rotating.

Sun Wukong let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then realized that his clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body stickily.

He looked up and saw Yang Jian's voice faintly coming from the darkness:

"How's it going?"

Sun Wukong pulled the golden cudgel out with force, and the cudgel was covered with black crystal fragments.

"The energy fluctuations have stopped, and the crystal seems to have been temporarily suppressed."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another violent tremor struck, and the sound of rocks cracking and crumbling came from underground.

Sun Wukong frowned, and his golden cudgel suddenly trembled, its golden light cascading down like a waterfall, heading straight for the black crystal deep underground.

His voice was low and firm:
"We can't let this continue!"

At the same time, Yang Jian stood on the ground, his three-pointed double-edged sword turning slightly, the silver light of the runes flowing rapidly, forming a complex rune array, attempting to stabilize the tremors of the earth's veins.

His gaze was calm and focused, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingertips quickly carved new runes on the hilt of the knife.

"The energy fluctuations from the earth's veins are too strong; the rune array is about to collapse!"

Yang Jian's voice carried a hint of urgency, the blade in his hand trembled slightly, and the silver light of the runes flickered erratically. "Then what are we waiting for!"

Nezha's voice came from the side, and the flames of the Fire-Tipped Spear suddenly shot up, the firelight at the tip of the spear reflecting his slightly excited expression.

With a flick of his wrist, the Fire-Tipped Spear drew a blazing arc of light in the air, heading straight for the crack in the ground.

"I'll add something special to it!"

The moment the flames came into contact with the earth's energy, a deep rumble was heard, sparks flew, and the tremors underground subsided slightly.

A smile appeared on Nezha's lips, and the flame at the tip of his spear flickered slightly, as if challenging the darkness beneath the earth.

"Don't be too reckless!"

Yang Jian's voice was deep, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, while the silver light of the runes flowed even more rapidly.

"The earth's energy is too strong; it cannot be suppressed by fire alone."

Nezha pouted, the flame at the tip of his spear flickering slightly, reflecting his somewhat displeased expression:

"Then what do you suggest we do? We can't just sit here and wait, can we?"

"The Great Sage is still down there. We must stabilize the earth's veins to buy him time."

Yang Jian's voice was steady as he adjusted the rune array on his three-pointed double-edged sword, the silver light binding the earth's tremors like chains.

Meanwhile, deep underground, Sun Wukong's golden cudgel confronted the black crystal. The golden light of the cudgel and the black energy of the crystal collided fiercely, producing a series of deep rumbles.

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

"This power... is even stronger than I imagined!"

Sun Wukong murmured to himself, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

He exerted his strength suddenly, and the golden light of the golden cudgel suddenly surged, the cudgel drawing a blazing arc of light in the air, striking the black crystal directly.

However, the crystal's energy remained stubborn, and the power of the golden cudgel was completely suppressed, unable to advance an inch.

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from the underground space, and the surrounding rock walls began to collapse, with rubble rolling down continuously.

Sun Wukong frowned and quickly retreated to avoid the falling boulder.

"The earth's ley line energy has gone out of control!"

Yang Jian's voice came from the ground, carrying a hint of urgency.

"Great Sage, we must sever its connection with the earth's veins as soon as possible!"

Sun Wukong did not respond. Instead, his palm suddenly trembled, and his magical power condensed in the air, transforming into a golden rune. The rune swirled rapidly in the air and shot straight towards the black crystal.

The moment the rune came into contact with the crystal, it emitted a low rumble, and the crystal's rotation speed gradually slowed down.

"not enough!"

Sun Wukong muttered to himself, raising his hand again, his magic power condensing in the air and transforming into a second rune.

However, just as the rune was about to touch the crystal, the black crystal suddenly trembled, and a powerful energy wave suddenly erupted, rushing straight towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, forming a protective barrier around himself with his magic power to resist the impact of that energy.

The moment the energy fluctuations came into contact with the protective barrier, a deep rumble was heard, and the barrier trembled violently, as if it might break at any moment.

"This guy... he's really troublesome!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his palm suddenly trembled, and the golden light of the golden cudgel poured down like a waterfall, heading straight for the black crystal.

At the same time, on the ground, Yang Jian's rune array was adjusted again, and silver light wrapped around the vibrations of the earth's veins like chains.

His movements were fluid and precise; every stroke of the rune seemed to have been practiced hundreds of times, without any deviation.

"The rune array has been adjusted, but the energy fluctuations are too strong and it may not be able to hold for long."

Yang Jian's voice was deep, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the ground, forming tiny water droplets.

"Then let's hold on a little longer!"

Nezha's voice came from the side, and the flames of the Fire-Tipped Spear suddenly shot up, the firelight at the tip of the spear reflecting his slightly nervous expression.

"It's not over on the Great Sage's side yet!"

Yang Jian did not respond. The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the silver light of the runes flowed even more rapidly.

Deep underground, Sun Wukong's golden cudgel collided with the black crystal once more, producing a deep rumble.

He took a deep breath, and the sharp glint in his eyes became even more pronounced.

"Final blow!"

Sun Wukong shouted in a low voice, and suddenly swung his golden cudgel. The golden light on the cudgel poured down like a waterfall, heading straight for the black crystal.

This time, the power of the Golden Cudgel was unleashed to its fullest extent, and the golden light on the staff spun like a tornado, striking the crystal directly.

The black crystal trembled violently in the golden light, its rotation gradually slowing down until it finally stopped completely.

"Success!"

Sun Wukong's voice was deep as he slowly retracted his golden cudgel, the golden light on the cudgel gradually fading.

However, at that moment, a deep roar suddenly came from the depths of the earth, as if some ancient being was awakening.

Sun Wukong frowned, his gaze fixed on the darkness deep underground, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

"Something's wrong!"

His voice was deep, and his hand gripped the golden cudgel tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.

On the ground, Yang Jian and Nezha also heard the deep roar, and their eyes simultaneously turned to the crack in the ground.

"There's something deep underground!"

Nezha's voice carried a hint of unease, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickered slightly, reflecting his slightly tense expression.

Yang Jian frowned, the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the silver light of the runes flowed even more rapidly:
"The energy fluctuations of the earth's veins are abnormal; the rune array must be reinforced immediately!"

"That's too late!"

Sun Wukong's voice came from underground, carrying a hint of urgency.

"That energy is awakening; we must evacuate immediately!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jian swung his three-pointed double-edged sword, and the silver light of the runes quickly flowed, forming a new rune array in an attempt to stabilize the tremors of the earth's veins.

"The rune array has been activated, but it won't last long!"

Yang Jian's voice was deep, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the ground, forming tiny water droplets.

(End of this chapter)