Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 503

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping steadily over Yang Jian and Nezha, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness:

“Alright, in that case, we will each be responsible for a certain type of magic power, and we must control it precisely without making the slightest mistake.”

With that, he flipped his wrist, and the golden cudgel suddenly shone brightly. The golden light on the cudgel flowed around him like water, transforming into a vessel for celestial magic.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, raising his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly. The runes on the blade shimmered with silver light, and the energy of earth-elemental magic slowly overflowed from his fingertips, like the pulse of the earth, steady and powerful.

His gaze was focused, and his brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that he was very cautious about this operation.

Nezha could no longer contain himself. The Fire-Tipped Spear flew through his hands, the flames at the tip of the spear roaring like a fire dragon, and the scorching heat rushed towards him.

A confident smile appeared on his lips:
"Don't worry, my fire magic will never hold me back!"

His tone carried a hint of youthful exuberance, but his eyes revealed seriousness and focus.

The three stood in tacit agreement at three different points on the altar. The fragment of the Chaos Pearl was placed in the center of the altar, and dark red light flowed between the runes, like a beating heart.

The runes around the altar began to tremble slightly, emitting a low hum, in response to the magical energy of the three people.

Sun Wukong made the first move, his golden cudgel drawing an arc in the air, and celestial magic power was injected into the fragment of the Chaos Pearl like lightning.

In an instant, a thin layer of electric current appeared on the surface of the Chaos Pearl, crackling and with faintly visible electric light flashing around it.

Yang Jian followed closely behind, and with a gentle flick of his three-pointed double-edged sword, earth-elemental magic power shot out like a thick, earth-yellow pillar of light, striking the Chaos Pearl directly.

The ground trembled slightly, and the runes on the altar began to glow with an earthy yellow light, as if they were resonating with the Chaos Pearl.

Nezha then shouted and thrust his Fire-Tipped Spear forward, the blazing flames transforming into a fire dragon that roared as it charged toward the Chaos Pearl.

The moment the flames touched the Chaos Pearl, sparks flew everywhere, and the intense heat distorted the surrounding air.

The three types of magical power intertwined around the Chaos Pearl, forming a complex and stable energy cycle.

The dark red light of the Chaos Pearl gradually brightened, and runes flowed across its surface, as if some ancient seal was being broken.

Just then, the runes on the altar suddenly vibrated violently, and the entire space seemed to shake.

Yang Jian frowned, immediately noticing the abnormal energy fluctuations. He swung his three-pointed double-edged sword, and earth-elemental magic rapidly spread, enveloping the entire altar in a thick layer of earth-yellow light.

"Stay calm, the energy fluctuations are too strong!"

Yang Jian's voice was calm yet urgent, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

His fingers moved rapidly through the air, the silver runes swirling around him as he tried to control the raging energy.

Sun Wukong also sensed the instability of this energy. The light of his golden cudgel suddenly intensified, and celestial magic power coiled around the Chaos Pearl like a thunder dragon, attempting to suppress this power.

His brows were furrowed, his gaze fixed on the Chaos Pearl, and his tone carried a hint of solemnity:
"Nezha, control your fire magic, don't let it go too wild!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tighter, the flames at the tip slightly diminishing, but still blazing intensely. His gaze was piercing, and his tone carried a hint of defiance:

"I've got it under control! But the power of this Chaos Orb is too domineering; it seems to be drawing my fire magic to it!"

The runes on the altar vibrated more violently, and the red light of the Chaos Orb almost illuminated the entire space. A deep rumble echoed in the air, as if some ancient being was awakening.

"Quickly, increase the output of mana and stabilize the energy cycle!"

Sun Wukong's voice suddenly rose, and the light from his golden cudgel poured out like a flood, the celestial magic power almost completely enveloping the Chaos Pearl.

Yang Jian was not to be outdone. The silver light of his three-pointed double-edged sword suddenly shone, and the earth-elemental magic pressed down on the entire altar like a heavy mountain.

His fingers trembled slightly, clearly indicating that he was doing his best to control the power.

Nezha swung his Fire-Tipped Spear fiercely, the flames transforming into a blazing beam of light that struck the Chaos Pearl directly. A hint of excitement flickered in his eyes:
"Give it a little more effort, and the power of this Chaos Pearl will be activated!"

The energy cycle of the three magical elements finally stabilized, the red light of the Chaos Orb gradually subsided, and the runes formed a complex halo around it.

The tremors of the altar gradually subsided, and the violent energy fluctuations in the air were completely suppressed.

Just when the three thought it was all over, the Chaos Pearl suddenly emitted a clear buzzing sound, followed by a dazzling red beam of light shooting into the sky, illuminating the entire altar space!

"Success!"

Sun Wukong's voice carried a hint of excitement, but his gaze remained fixed on the Chaos Pearl, ready to deal with any possible changes.

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

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

"Be careful, this force is too strong, we can't be careless."

Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly; the flame at the tip of the spear extinguished slightly, but his eyes remained alert.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and his tone carried a hint of eagerness:
"What happens next?"

The red beam of light from the Chaos Orb gradually dissipated, and the entire altar returned to calm, but that ancient and powerful force still echoed in the air.

Sun Wukong slowly put away his golden cudgel, a thoughtful look in his eyes:
"The power of the Chaos Pearl has been activated. Now, it's up to us to see how we can use it."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his fingers gently tracing the runes on the altar, sensing the faint fluctuations of power within them:
"This force is formidable, and we must proceed with caution."

Nezha then brandished his Fire-Tipped Spear, the flames at its tip igniting once more, his tone tinged with impatience:
"Now that we've succeeded, let's move on to the next step!"

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian exchanged a glance, and a slight smile appeared on their lips.

His gaze returned to the Chaos Pearl, his tone carrying a hint of determination:
"Alright, now let's see how far this force can take us."

Sun Wukong was the first to walk to the fragment of the Chaos Pearl, and carefully reached out his hand, gently touching the still warm fragment with his fingertips.

He felt a surging power, like a rushing river, yet it also contained endless mysteries.

"This power..."

Sun Wukong murmured softly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. He slowly moved his hand away, and the light of the Chaos Pearl fragment dimmed as well.

A faint energy fluctuation still lingered in the air around the altar.

Sun Wukong slowly picked up the fragment of the Chaos Pearl from the ground, feeling the warmth emanating from it with his fingertips, his expression showing a hint of caution.

His gaze swept over Yang Jian and Nezha, his tone low and firm:
“The power of this fragment is too violent; we can’t take it away directly. We must stabilize it first.” Yang Jian nodded slightly, his gaze calmly falling on the fragment of the Chaos Pearl, and took out a specially made container from his robes with his right hand.

The container's surface was covered with runes, emitting a faint silver glow.

He gently placed the container on the ground, his tone calm and steady:
"This is a storage container I prepared beforehand, which can temporarily stabilize the energy of the Chaos Pearl fragment."

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

His gaze swept over the container, and a smile crept onto his lips.
"Is this thing reliable? What if something goes wrong later?"

"Don't worry, the power of the Three Talents has already activated the Chaos Pearl. Now we just need to use these three talismans to stabilize it." Yang
As Jian spoke, he took out three talismans from his sleeve, each bearing the three large characters "Heaven, Earth, and Man".

Sun Wukong slowly placed the fragment of the Chaos Pearl into the container. The light of the fragment was immediately enveloped by a soft white light, and the runes on the surface of the container flowed, gradually stabilizing the energy fluctuations.

His expression relaxed slightly, and a hint of approval appeared in his eyes:
"As expected of Yang Jian, he's very well prepared."

Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear drew an arc in the air, the flames flickering slightly, his tone carrying a hint of urgency:

"Now that we've secured the area, what's next? Let's get started and not waste any more time!"

Yang Jian ignored Nezha's urging, and with a gentle shake of his hand, he affixed the three talismans to the three sides of the container.

The moment the talisman was applied, the runes on the surface of the container suddenly lit up, and three rays of light formed by the power of heaven, earth, and man flowed around the container, as if weaving a fine energy net.

"This Three Talents Talisman can temporarily suppress the energy fluctuations of the Chaos Pearl fragment, but it cannot maintain this effect for a long time."

Yang Jian's voice was deep, his gaze fixed on the container, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"We must find a safe place as soon as possible to resolve the issue of this fragment."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the altar, his tone thoughtful:

“The energy fluctuations of this altar have subsided, but it may not be safe here. Nezha, you take charge of keeping watch, Yang Jian and I will continue to study this fragment.”

Nezha swung his Fire-Tipped Spear sharply, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, the firelight reflecting his slightly excited expression:
"Don't worry, with me here, those fools won't get close!"

Yang Jian's gaze remained fixed on the container, his fingers lightly tracing the talisman, sensing the energy fluctuations contained within, his expression growing increasingly focused:
"The power of the Chaos Pearl is too great. With just the Three Talents Talisman, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for long."

Sun Wukong's fingers lightly traced the edge of the container, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within. His voice was low and deep:
"We need to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable once the spell fails."

Sun Wukong stared at the ancient and complex runes on the container, a thoughtful look on his face.

He reached out and gently ran his fingertips across the surface of the talisman, feeling the faint energy fluctuations within, as if he were having a silent conversation with some ancient being.

"The energy of these talismans is slowly dissipating..."

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

With a slight lift of his fingers, he took out several crystal-clear spirit stones from his pocket. The surface of the spirit stones faintly showed the flow of spiritual energy and emitted a gentle light.

He gently placed the spirit stone at the bottom of the container, his movements extremely tender, as if he were placing a rare treasure.

As soon as the spirit stone touched the container, the light of the talisman flickered slightly, as if it had been replenished, and the energy fluctuations gradually stabilized.

Yang Jian stood to the side, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword slightly tilted, the silver runes on the blade swirling as he probed the energy fluctuations of the surrounding space.

His gaze was focused, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had caught some unusual aura.

Suddenly, he flicked his wrist, and the blade drew a silver arc in the air. The silver light of the runes quickly spread, turning into a thin thread that extended in a certain direction.

"The energy fluctuations there are relatively stable..."

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his tone calm and steady.

"It can serve as a relocation location."

Nezha was standing on the outer edge of the altar, the flame at the tip of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly wary expression.

His gaze swept around like a hawk's, his fingers tapping lightly on the gun, as if he were thinking about something.

A moment later, he suddenly swung the tip of his spear, and the flames transformed into a blazing beam of light that struck the ground.

The moment the pillar of light hit the ground, a ring of complex runes suddenly appeared on the ground around the altar, instantly forming a powerful warning array.

"The formation has been set up..."

Nezha smiled confidently, his tone relaxed.

"If any fools dare to come near again, they'll get a taste of my flames."

Sun Wukong nodded, his gaze still fixed on the container, his fingers lightly tracing the spirit stone, sensing the flow of spiritual energy within.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, and his tone became serious:
"Although the power of the spirit stone is strong, it can only last for one day. We must act as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian turned his gaze to Sun Wukong, his eyes carrying a hint of inquiry:
"What's your plan?"

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, his gaze resolute:
"We must travel deep into the earth's veins to find the legendary 'Earth's Core Furnace' and use the fire from the earth's core to completely stabilize the fragments of the Chaos Pearl."

Upon hearing this, Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear suddenly flared up, and his tone carried a hint of excitement:
"They're finally going to make their move! I knew it! We can't just sit here waiting forever!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, the silver runes on his three-pointed double-edged sword shimmering faintly, his tone low and calm:
"The depths of the earth's veins are fraught with danger, and we need to be fully prepared."

Sun Wukong didn't say anything more. He turned and walked to the center of the altar, gently pressing his palm on the surface of the container, feeling the faint energy fluctuations within.

His fingers gently traced the patterns of the runes, as if making a final exchange with this power.

"We'll set off immediately..."

Sun Wukong's voice was deep and firm as he glanced at Yang Jian and Nezha.

"This operation is of utmost importance; everyone must be extremely careful."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, the blade of his three-pointed double-edged sword tilted slightly, and the silver light of the runes flowed rapidly as he probed the surrounding spatial fluctuations.

Nezha gripped his Fire-Tipped Spear tightly, the flame at the tip flickering slightly, reflecting his slightly excited expression.

The three quickly left the altar and sped towards the depths of the earth's veins.

(End of this chapter)