Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 502

Sun Wukong fully unrolled the ancient scroll, his slender fingers slowly sliding along the edge of the scroll, his fingertips gently touching each rune, feeling the subtle energy fluctuations within.

His gaze was sharp, his brows slightly furrowed, and his expression focused and solemn.

The golden runes gleamed in the dim light of the altar, as if telling some ancient secret.

"These runes..."

Sun Wukong murmured softly, his finger pausing lightly on a certain rune.

"It seems to be guiding some extremely powerful force."

His voice was low and slow, with a hint of tentative doubt.

His fingers gently traced the patterns of the runes, sensing the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy within them, as if he were engaging in some kind of silent communication with this power.

Yang Jian stood beside him, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly tilted, the silver light of the runes flowing rapidly as he explored the structure of the ancient scroll.

His gaze was calm, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was low:

“The structure of these runes is extremely complex, like some kind of ancient guiding technique.”

His fingers gently traced the ancient scroll, sensing the complex runes it contained, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.

His gaze was focused, as if he were peering through the surface of the runes to uncover deeper secrets.

"Guiding spell?"

Sun Wukong tilted his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the ancient scroll, his tone thoughtful.

"You mean, these runes are channeling some kind of power?"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his fingers moving swiftly through the air, the silver light of the runes like fine threads, rapidly wrapping around the runes of the ancient scroll:

"The structure of these runes is very similar to the patterns on the altar, as if they are guiding some kind of powerful force."

His fingers gently traced the patterns of the runes, sensing the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy within them, and his expression became increasingly focused.

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

He brandished the tip of his gun, his tone tinged with urgency:

"Now that we've found a method, let's get started! Stop dawdling here!"

His gaze swept quickly across the ancient scroll, clearly showing no interest in the intricate runes.

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's urging, gently pressed his palm on the surface of the ancient scroll, and slowly guided his magic power into it.

His movements were extremely careful, as if he were holding a fragile treasure, and his eyes held a hint of determination:
"The power of this rune is extraordinary; we must proceed with caution."

With a slight twist of his wrist, magical power flowed from his palm into the runes of the ancient scroll.

As magic was infused, the runes on the ancient scroll gradually lit up, their light growing brighter and brighter, and the lights around the altar became even more dazzling.

The air began to thicken, and the energy fluctuations at the center of the altar gradually intensified, as if some ancient being was awakening.

Yang Jian quickly took a step back, his three-pointed double-edged sword drawing a silver arc in the air. The silver light of the runes spread rapidly, setting up a more complex defensive array.

His gaze was fixed on the ancient scroll, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was low and calm: "This power is too strong; we must deal with it carefully."

His fingers gently traced the patterns on the magic circle, sensing the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy contained within, and his expression became increasingly focused.

Nezha gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, the firelight reflecting his slightly excited expression.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone carried a hint of urging:
"Finally, something interesting is happening! Great Sage, let's get started!"

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately. His finger paused lightly on the ancient scroll, sensing the faint energy fluctuations contained within it.

With a slight twist of his wrist, he continued to pour in magical power, and the runes shone brighter and brighter, as if responding to his power.

Suddenly, a slight tremor came from the surface of the ancient scroll, followed by a sudden burst of light from the runes, forming a huge energy field.

A powerful energy surge instantly swept across the entire space, and a crack appeared in the center of the altar, from which a magic circle radiating blinding light slowly rose.

"careful!"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly rose, and the silver runes on his three-pointed double-edged sword swirled rapidly, reinforcing the defensive array to its maximum.

His gaze was fixed on the magic circle, his brows furrowed slightly, clearly wary of any potential danger.

Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, the firelight reflecting his slightly wary expression.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone carried a hint of excitement:
"Finally, something interesting is happening! Great Sage, shall we make our move?"

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately; his fingers trembled slightly as he continued to pour his magic power into the ancient scroll.

The light from the magic circle grew brighter and brighter, as if responding to his power.

Suddenly, a soft "click" sound came from the surface of the magic circle. Then, the magic circle slowly opened, and a dazzling light burst out from it.

"Success!"

Sun Wukong's tone carried a hint of excitement, but he did not relax in the slightest, his eyes fixed on the inside of the magic array, ready to deal with any possible dangers at any time.

Yang Jian quickly stepped forward, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword tilted slightly, and the silver light of the runes spread rapidly as he probed the structure inside the magic array.

His gaze was focused, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was low and calm:
"There seems to be another layer of seal inside this magic array."

Nezha was already eager to try, the flame at the tip of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly excited expression.

He brandished the tip of his gun, his tone tinged with impatience:
"Now that it's open, let's quickly see what's inside! You're always so cautious!"

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's urging and gently ran his fingers along the inside of the magic circle, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within.

His gaze was piercing, and his tone was firm:
"The power of this magic array is extraordinary; we must proceed with caution."

Sun Wukong's fingers gently glided along the edge of the magic circle, each line his fingertips touched seemed to carry some ancient warmth.

The magic array appeared exceptionally heavy in his hands, and the runes on its surface sometimes brightened and sometimes dimmed as the light shifted, as if telling a long-forgotten history.

"The direction of these patterns..."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping across every pattern on the magic array with piercing intensity.

"It seems to echo the runes on the ancient scroll, but with an additional layer of more complex structure."

After he finished speaking, he gently raised the magic circle and carefully examined it by the faint light from the altar.

Every line of the magic circle was clearly visible, as if it were a net woven from countless tiny runes, with each line containing some kind of mysterious rule.

Sun Wukong intently observed the patterns of the magic array, his fingers gently tracing them, sensing the subtle energy fluctuations within. His brow furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"There seems to be a crystal at the core of this magic array."

Sun Wukong spoke in a low voice, a hint of wariness in his tone. His finger hovered lightly over the center of the magic circle, where a faint, dark red light flickered.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian quickly stepped forward, the silver runes on his three-pointed double-edged sword shimmering slightly, reflecting on the magic array.

His gaze was focused, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was low and calm:
"let me see."

His fingers gently touched the patterns of the magic circle, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within, and his expression became increasingly focused.

After a moment, he raised his head, his gaze serious:
"This crystal... seems to be a fragment of the ancient artifact 'Chaos Pearl'."

His voice was low and tinged with shock, his gaze fixed on the dark red crystal as if he were recalling something.

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

He brandished the tip of his gun, his tone tinged with urgency:

"Fragments of the Chaos Pearl? What are those? Let's get started, don't waste time here!"

His gaze swept quickly across the magic circle, clearly showing no interest in the intricate runes.

Sun Wukong ignored Nezha's urging, his fingers lightly tracing the crystal, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within. His gaze was piercing, his tone resolute:

"The power of this crystal is extraordinary; we must proceed with caution."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his fingers moving rapidly through the air. The silver light of the runes, like fine threads, quickly wrapped around the runes of the magic array.

His brow furrowed slightly, clearly as he analyzed the meaning of the runes.

"The ancient scroll records that fragments of the Chaos Pearl can be activated through a specific magic array, thereby releasing powerful energy."

His voice was deep and solemn as he ran his fingers lightly along the runes, sensing the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy within them, his expression growing increasingly focused.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the crystal, his tone tinged with excitement:
"In that case, let's try to activate this fragment according to the records in the ancient scroll."

After he finished speaking, he gently pressed his palm on the surface of the magic circle and slowly guided the magic power into it.

His movements were extremely careful, as if he were holding a fragile treasure, and his eyes held a hint of determination.

Yang Jian quickly took a step back, his three-pointed double-edged sword drawing a silver arc in the air. The silver light of the runes spread rapidly, setting up a more complex defensive array.

His gaze was fixed on the magic array, his brows slightly furrowed, his tone low and calm:
"Everyone be careful, the process of activating the Chaos Pearl fragment may trigger a powerful energy fluctuation."

Nezha gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, the firelight reflecting his slightly excited expression.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone carried a hint of urging:
"Finally, something interesting is happening! Great Sage, let's get started!"

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately; his fingers trembled slightly as he continued to inject his magic power into the magic array.

The light from the magic circle grew brighter and brighter, and the red light from the crystal also gradually intensified, as if responding to his power.

Suddenly, a slight tremor came from the surface of the magic circle, followed by a sudden burst of red light from the crystal, forming a huge energy field.

A powerful energy surge instantly swept across the entire space, and the light at the center of the altar was so bright that it was almost blinding.

"Hold on!"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly rose, and the silver runes on his three-pointed double-edged sword swirled rapidly, reinforcing the defensive array to its maximum.

His gaze was fixed on the crystal, his brows furrowed slightly, clearly wary of any potential danger.

Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, the firelight reflecting his slightly wary expression.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone carried a hint of excitement:
"Finally, something interesting is happening! Great Sage, shall we make our move?"

Sun Wukong did not respond immediately; his fingers trembled slightly as he continued to inject his magic power into the crystal.

The red light of the crystal grew stronger, as if responding to his power.

Suddenly, a soft "click" sound came from the surface of the crystal. Then, the crystal slowly rose up, the red light gradually subsided, and a complete dark red crystal was formed.

"Success!"

Sun Wukong's tone was tinged with excitement, but he remained vigilant, his eyes fixed on the crystal, ready to deal with any potential dangers.

Yang Jian quickly stepped forward, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword tilted slightly, and the silver light of the runes spread rapidly as he probed the structure of the crystal.

His gaze was focused, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was low and calm:
"The power of this crystal is far greater than we imagined."

Nezha was already eager to try, the flame at the tip of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly excited expression.

He brandished the tip of his gun, his tone tinged with impatience:
"Now that we have it, let's give it a try! Why are we wasting time here?"

Sun Wukong gently shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the crystal, his tone firm:
"The power of this crystal is extraordinary; we must proceed with caution."

Sun Wukong slowly placed the fragment of the Chaos Pearl on the ground, and the dark red light emitted by the crystal projected an irregular circular halo on the ground.

He looked up at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with a question.

Yang Jian nodded and took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his waist. The scroll was covered with intricate runes and emitted a faint golden light.

He unfurled the scroll, pointed to a pattern on it, and said:

"According to the ancient scroll, the power of the three elements is needed to activate the power of the Chaos Pearl fragment and guide it to release its energy."

He pointed to the pattern on the scroll.

"This passage records that the three powers correspond to Heaven, Earth, and Man, and need to be guided by the three elements of thunder, earth, and fire respectively."

He gently rolled up the scroll, his eyes becoming deep and serious, his tone carrying a hint of caution.

"And the strength of these three types of magic must be precisely controlled, otherwise, at best the power will get out of control, at worst..."

At this point, Yang Jian paused, then stopped speaking.

He simply put the scroll away, a barely perceptible hint of worry flashing in his eyes, before his gaze returned to the fragments of the Chaos Pearl on the ground.

Upon hearing "thunder, earth, and fire," Nezha immediately perked up, and the flames on his Fire-Tipped Spear burned even brighter, crackling loudly.

"My fire magic is perfect for this! Great Sage, Senior Brother Yang Jian, are you ready?"

He rubbed his hands together, eager to try, his eyes gleaming with excitement, the tip of his spear slightly pointing at the fragment of the Chaos Pearl, ready to act at any moment.

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(End of this chapter)