Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 519

Sun Wukong grinned, reached into the hidden compartment, and felt his fingertips touch a cold object.

He casually pulled out an ancient scroll. The scroll had a pale yellow sheen and the edges were worn, indicating that it was quite old.

He waved the scroll in his hand:
"Look, we've found another treasure!"

Yang Jian was immediately drawn to the scroll. He tapped the stone plate lightly with his finger, quickly walked to Sun Wukong's side, and took the scroll from him.

His fingertips gently caressed the scroll, feeling the faint energy fluctuations emanating from it.

The surface of the scroll was engraved with several fine runes, which were somewhat similar to the runes on the stone disc, but were even more ancient.

A thoughtful look flashed across Yang Jian's eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"The runes on this scroll... seem to be some kind of ancient incantation."

Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear was slightly raised, and the flames at the tip of the spear illuminated every detail of the scroll.

He glanced at the scroll, a hint of curiosity in his voice:
"A spell? Could it be the key to activating the stone disc?"

Yang Jian nodded, flicked his finger, and the scroll slowly unfurled, revealing densely packed runes inside.

The runes shimmered with an eerie luster in the dim light, as if each stroke contained boundless power.

Yang Jian focused intently, his fingers tracing the scroll as he whispered:

“The structure of these incantations is very complex, but they do seem to be related to the stone disc.”

Sun Wukong approached, raising his golden cudgel slightly, the golden light at the tip illuminating the scroll.

Although he was not an expert on runes, he still sensed the powerful force contained within them.

He grinned, a hint of eagerness in his voice:
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's give it a try! Maybe we can really open the stone disc!"

Yang Jian did not respond immediately. His fingers moved across the scroll, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was considering how to recite the incantation.

After a moment, he took a deep breath, his gaze hardening, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, let me try."

His finger lightly touched the scroll, and he began to chant the ancient incantation.

The incantation was deep and slow, each syllable seemingly carrying a certain rhythm, echoing in the stone chamber.

As the incantation was chanted, the runes on the scroll began to glow faintly, as if responding to Yang Jian's voice.

The air inside the stone chamber gradually became heavy, and the runes on the stone disc began to flicker, as if echoing Yang Jian's incantation.

The light on the surface of the stone disc gradually intensified, and the light between the runes intertwined into a complex network, emitting strong energy fluctuations.

Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear trembled slightly, and the flame at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

He glanced around warily, a hint of tension in his voice:
"Be careful, this power seems somewhat unstable."

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel slammed into the ground, its golden blade gleaming, forming a solid defensive barrier.

He kept a close eye on the stone slab, ready to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise.

As Yang Jian recited the incantation, his pace gradually quickened and his voice became higher-pitched.

The runes on the scroll shone brighter and brighter, and the runes on the stone disc also began to flash violently, as if accumulating some kind of power.

Just then, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from the center of the stone slab, shooting straight towards the top of the stone chamber.

The light, like a sharp sword, pierced through the dome of the stone chamber, and a crack began to appear at the top of the chamber. The crack gradually widened, revealing a hidden passage.

"Success!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Nezha's eyes, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickered slightly, illuminating his face.

His tone carried a hint of excitement:
"There must be an even bigger secret hidden behind that passage!"

Sun Wukong grinned, twirling his golden cudgel in his hand, the golden light at its tip pointing directly at the passage:

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go up and take a look!"

Yang Jian put away the scroll, calmly scanning the stone slab and the passageway, his tone tinged with caution:
"Don't rush, the appearance of a passage does not necessarily mean safety. We must proceed with caution."

Nezha nodded, raising his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly, the flames at the tip illuminating every corner of the passage.

He spoke in a low voice, a hint of eagerness in his eyes:
"Then I'll go ahead and scout ahead, and you can follow me."

After saying that, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and like a swallow, he instantly leaped into the passage.

The flame of the fire-tipped spear drew a bright trail in the passage, like a shooting star streaking through the darkness.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong grinned, twirled his golden cudgel in his hand, and leaped into the passage.

His figure moved quickly through the passage, golden light illuminating the path ahead.

Yang Jian stood still, flicked his finger, and a silver rune flowed in the air, forming a solid defensive barrier.

He looked at the stone slab and, after confirming that the energy fluctuations had stabilized, slowly stepped into the passage.

The passage was not spacious, and the stone walls on all sides were covered with ancient runes that emitted a faint light.

A faint light could be seen at the end of the passage, seemingly leading to some unknown space.

Nezha walked at the front, the flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear illuminating every detail of the passage.

He vigilantly observed his surroundings, ready to deal with any potential dangers at any time.

Sun Wukong followed closely behind, his golden cudgel slightly raised, the golden light at the tip illuminating the passage.

Yang Jian walked at the back, his fingers lightly tracing patterns in the air. Silver runes flowed through the air, forming an energy barrier that protected the three of them.

He remained calm, his voice low:

"Don't be careless, there may be an even greater danger lurking at the end of the passage."

The three moved forward cautiously. The air in the passage gradually thinned, and the light of the runes around them dimmed.

The light at the end of the passage gradually became clearer, and a spacious space could be vaguely seen.

When the three finally emerged from the passage, they were greeted by a huge stone chamber. The chamber was inlaid with countless luminous crystals, their light illuminating the entire space.

In the center of the stone chamber stood a huge altar, on which was placed a stone slab engraved with runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"It seems this is the secret at the end of the passage."

Nezha said in a low voice, the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickering slightly, illuminating the altar.

Sun Wukong squinted, looking the altar up and down. The golden cudgel in his hand swayed slightly, and the golden light at the tip of the cudgel swept across every inch of the stone slab.

He discovered that the stone slab was not a solid object, but a strange condensation of energy, with a faint blue light flowing across its surface.

"This stone slab is quite interesting."

Sun Wukong grinned, and suddenly thrust his golden cudgel forward, the tip of the cudgel striking the center of the stone slab.

"Snapped--!"

A crisp clanging sound rang out. The moment the golden cudgel made contact with the stone slab, energy fluctuations suddenly erupted. The air around the altar seemed to be distorted, and a powerful shockwave rapidly spread out from the altar.

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he suddenly swung his three-pointed double-edged sword. Silver runes quickly condensed in the air, forming a complex rune array in an attempt to suppress the energy fluctuations.

His fingers flashed through the air, the light and energy fluctuations of the rune array intertwining and emitting a piercing buzzing sound. "Sun Wukong, stop messing around!"

Yang Jian's voice was deep, and fine beads of sweat had already seeped from his forehead, clearly indicating that maintaining the power of the talisman array was extremely taxing on his magical energy.

Upon seeing this, Nezha instantly raised his Fire-Tipped Spear, and the flames at the tip of the spear suddenly surged, forming a fire barrier around the altar.

Sun Wukong, however, didn't seem to care. He twirled his golden cudgel in his hand and said casually:

"What's there to be afraid of? Since it's already been triggered, let's see what's so special about this altar."

Yang Jian ignored Sun Wukong's idle chatter, and lightly traced a line on the talisman array with his finger. The array's light became even more dazzling, attempting to suppress the energy fluctuations of the altar.

He stared intently at the runes on the stone slab, his brow furrowed slightly, and whispered:
“These runes… seem to operate according to some kind of pattern. If we can decipher how they work, perhaps we can control this power.”

Nezha nodded, the fire-tipped spear in his hand swaying slightly, the flame at the tip illuminating every detail of the altar.

He scanned the area around the altar, trying to find any possible mechanisms or clues.

He moved closer to the altar and whispered:

"I'll go check around the altar for any mechanisms that might allow me to directly control this energy."

Sun Wukong took a step back, his golden cudgel drooping slightly as he warily scanned his surroundings.

Although he spoke casually, he was actually closely monitoring Yang Jian and Nezha's movements, ready to provide support at any time.

The runes on the altar were still flashing violently. Although the energy fluctuations were temporarily suppressed by Yang Jian's rune array, they still showed a tendency to spread outward.

Yang Jian lightly traced a line on the rune array with his finger, making the array's light even more dazzling, but his face grew increasingly pale.

Clearly, suppressing energy fluctuations for an extended period had brought his magical power to its limit.

"Yang Jian, can you still hold on?"

Sun Wukong asked in a low voice, his tone tinged with worry.

Yang Jian did not answer, but simply nodded slightly, and lightly traced a line on the rune array with his finger, causing the array's light to intensify once more.

He was incredibly focused, as if he were engaged in an invisible battle with the rune array.

Nezha carefully searched around the altar, gently touching its surface with his fingers to feel the energy fluctuations within.

His gaze suddenly fell on a corner of the altar, where there was a slightly recessed area that seemed to conceal some kind of mechanism.

Something's not right here.

Nezha said in a low voice, gently pressing his finger on the indented spot.

As he moved, the runes on the altar suddenly flickered, and the energy fluctuations seemed to weaken somewhat.

"efficient!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Nezha's eyes as he continued to carefully explore the indentation, trying to find more clues.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian immediately adjusted the power of the talisman array, attempting to coordinate with Nezha's movements.

He lightly traced a line on the rune array with his finger, and the array's light dimmed slightly, while the energy fluctuations stabilized somewhat.

Sun Wukong stood to the side, his golden cudgel slightly raised, cautiously observing the surrounding movements.

He glanced at Yang Jian and Nezha from time to time, ready to lend a hand at any moment.

The runes on the altar gradually stabilized, and the spread of energy fluctuations was temporarily suppressed.

Yang Jian let out a long sigh of relief, and gently traced a line on the rune array with his finger, causing the array's light to gradually dim.

"It's temporarily stabilized, but this force hasn't completely disappeared. We must find a way to control it as soon as possible."

Yang Jian's voice was deep, with a hint of urgency in it.

"This mechanism... seems to be some kind of locking device."

As Nezha carefully examined the mechanism in the recess, he analyzed it in a low voice. His brows were furrowed, and his fingertips slid subtly across the recess, trying to figure out how to activate the mechanism.

"It seems that a specific sequence is required to start."

The material his fingertips touched was smooth and cold, like finely carved jade, yet it emitted a faint energy fluctuation.

The air around the altar was filled with faint energy particles, almost invisible to the naked eye, but their intense pressure could be felt.

Yang Jian put away his three-pointed double-edged sword, walked to Nezha's side, and carefully examined the mechanism in the recessed area.

"Try it and see if the order in which you press the keys is related to the arrangement of the runes?"

As Yang Jian spoke, he traced the complex runes on the altar, trying to find the hidden patterns within them.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, not missing a single detail.

On the surface of the altar's stone slabs, runes shimmered with a dark light, flowing slowly as if they were alive.

Sun Wukong leaned against a huge stone pillar on one side of the altar, his golden cudgel casually stuck in the ground, but his eyes never left Yang Jian and Nezha, as well as the shimmering runes, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The stone pillars are cold and hard, their rough surfaces bearing the marks of time, and an ancient and mysterious aura permeates the air.

"Let me try."

Nezha responded in a deep voice. He took a deep breath and focused on the mechanism in the recessed area again. Following the order of the runes he had observed, he pressed down on the protrusions on the mechanism one by one.

As he moved, the runes on the altar flickered again, emitting a low hum.

This time, the buzzing sound was much lower and shorter than before.

"It seems... it worked?"

Nezha hesitated slightly as he tried pressing the mechanisms in the same order again. The runes on the altar gradually dimmed, and the buzzing sound disappeared.

Sun Wukong squatted down and carefully examined the recessed mechanism.

His gaze was focused, and his fingertips gently caressed the ring-shaped structure, feeling a strange coolness.

He tentatively turned it with force, and the ring structure made a slight "click" sound. The light of the runes on the stone slab suddenly subsided, as if suppressed by some kind of force.

"interesting!"

Sun Wukong grinned, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"It seems to work!"

A hint of joy flashed in Nezha's eyes, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickered slightly, reflecting the gradually stabilizing runes on the altar.

He pressed his finger lightly on the indentation again to check the status of the mechanism, and silently pondered the next steps.

Yang Jian's gaze remained calm. With a gentle flick of his finger, silver runes swirled in the air, condensing into a thin energy line that slowly probed into the altar, attempting to decipher the structure of the mechanism.

His fingertips trembled slightly, sensing a faint response, as if some dormant power was hidden within the mechanism.

"The mechanism is quite complex; it's not as simple as just pressing in sequence."

Yang Jian said in a low voice, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Perhaps some specific force is needed to activate it."

(End of this chapter)