Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 522

Yang Jian took the second energy bead from Nezha and looked at the two crystal-clear beads in his palm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed that the second energy bead's light was slightly weaker, and its fluctuations were gentler than the first one, as if it carried a sense of tranquility.

Gently stroking the two beads, Yang Jian could clearly feel that the first energy bead was like a blazing sun, its light intense; while the second was like a bright moon, gentle and restrained.

"The fluctuations of the two energy beads are somewhat different."

He spoke in a low voice, a hint of contemplation in his tone.

Immediately afterwards, he focused his mind and tried to capture the resonance between the two energy beads.

Upon hearing this, Nezha took a step closer and swept his hand over the two energy beads in Yang Jian's palm. He frowned slightly, feeling the faint vibrations emanating from them, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Different fluctuations? Could it be that they have different uses?"

Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but placed the two energy beads in his palm at the same time, and gently adjusted the distance and angle between them with his fingertips.

As he moved, the light from the two energy beads gradually synchronized, and they began to shimmer faintly, as if they were having some kind of silent communication.

Yang Jian's breathing slowed down, and his gaze became focused.

“They are resonating.”

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his tone tinged with surprise.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the gradually increasing fluctuations between the two energy beads, as if an invisible bridge was being built between them.

A hint of excitement flashed in Nezha's eyes, his fingers clenched slightly, and his tone carried a hint of eagerness:
"Should we try it and see what kind of reaction they produce?"

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still calm, and said in a low voice:
"No rush, let me guide their resonance first."

His fingers readjusted the distance and angle between the two energy beads, and his breathing gradually synchronized with the fluctuations of the energy beads.

With his guidance, the light from the two energy beads gradually converged, eventually forming a slender beam of energy that slowly shot towards the groove in the center of the altar above.

The energy beam, like a nimble ray of light, traced a graceful arc in the air as it hurtled towards the center of the altar.

Yang Jian's gaze followed the trajectory of the energy beam, sensing the gradually activated energy fluctuations within the altar. The runes on the altar began to emit a faint glow as the energy beam entered, as if responding to its arrival.

Nezha stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the commotion at the altar, and asked in a low voice:

"Done?"

Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but continued to guide the energy beam to resonate with the runes in the altar.

The runes on the altar gradually lit up, their light weaving into a complex network that emitted intense energy fluctuations.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, sensing that the power inside the altar was gradually being activated, and his tone carried a hint of vigilance.

"The altar's power has been activated, next..."

Before Yang Jian finished speaking, the groove in the center of the altar suddenly lit up, and a dazzling light shot into the sky, as if it would engulf the entire stone chamber.

Yang Jian's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he swiftly drew a line in the air with his finger. Silver runes instantly condensed into a defensive barrier, blocking the three of them.

"retreat!"

Yang Jian gave a low shout, his tone filled with unprecedented urgency.

Sun Wukong and Nezha retreated almost simultaneously, the light from their golden cudgel and fire-tipped spear rapidly intertwining to form a solid defense.

The three of them stared intently at the light in the center of the altar, their expressions solemn.

The light in the center of the altar gradually faded, eventually transforming into a rotating energy vortex that hovered above the groove.

A low, rumbling sound emanated from the vortex, as if some ancient power was awakening.

Yang Jian's gaze was solemn, his fingers trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice:
"The altar's power has been fully activated, and... there might be big trouble ahead."

Nezha's brows were furrowed:
"So what should we do? Retreat immediately?"

Yang Jian remained silent for a moment, his gaze falling on the energy vortex in the center of the altar, attempting to probe its stability.

His brow relaxed slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"It's not time to retreat yet. The energy vortex is temporarily stable, but we must find a way to control it, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

Sun Wukong grinned, twirling his golden cudgel in his hand, his tone as relaxed as ever:

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's figure out a way to deal with it quickly. If something really goes wrong, the three of us can't handle it."

Yang Jian nodded, remaining calm, and said in a low voice:
"We need to find the core of the energy vortex in order to completely control it."

With another gentle stroke of his finger, silver runes swirled in the air, forming a slender energy line that slowly probed into the energy vortex.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, sensing the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from it, and his tone became somewhat solemn:
"The core of the energy vortex is very well hidden, but once we find it, we can completely control this power."

Nezha nodded, his gaze returning to the runes on the altar, and whispered:
"Then let's search together, the faster the better."

Yang Jian did not respond, but continued to guide the energy lines within the energy vortex, his brows slightly furrowed, and he said in a low voice:
"Be careful, the power of the energy vortex is very unstable, and the slightest carelessness may trigger an even greater crisis."

The three of them said no more and each took on a task, beginning to carefully explore every corner of the energy vortex.

The light on the altar gradually dimmed, and the energy vortex slowly rotated, as if silently resisting the actions of the three people.

"Found it, the core of the energy vortex... is right here."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and his energy lines instantly probed into the deepest part of the energy vortex, sensing the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from it.

“We can completely control it by guiding its energy.”

Yang Jian steadied himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips trembled, and he subtly adjusted the frequency of the energy lines, concentrating intently on trying to resonate with the core of the energy vortex.

His brows furrowed slightly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, clearly indicating that the process had taken a great deal of effort from him.

Silver runes flowed from his fingertips, like strands of silk, slowly probing into the unfathomable vortex.

Nezha stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the arrangement of runes on the altar. His fingers pressed lightly on the shaft of the Fire-Tipped Spear, applying slight pressure as if sensing the energy fluctuations within the runes.

His brow twitched, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"The arrangement of these runes is rather strange; it seems to conceal some kind of mechanism."

He crouched down, his fingers gently sliding across the runes, feeling the subtle flow of energy within them.

His movements were extremely meticulous, as if he were plucking individual strings, trying to find the hidden control point.

Sun Wukong leaned against a stone pillar, his golden cudgel slightly raised, his eyes blazing as he warily scanned his surroundings. His ears twitched slightly, as if he had caught some subtle sound.

He grinned, his tone light and relaxed:
"Hey, this is quite a commotion. This altar is probably going to cause some trouble."

His fingers tapped lightly on the golden cudgel, producing a deep sound, but his eyes revealed a hint of vigilance, ready to strike at any moment.

The connection between the energy lines and the core gradually became clear, and the altar began to vibrate slightly, as if a powerful force was awakening.

Yang Jian's fingers paused slightly as he felt the resonance between the energy lines and the core intensify.

He whispered:
"It's done. The energy line has been connected to the core."

His tone carried a hint of excitement, yet he remained calm, his fingertips moving even more gently, as if guiding a small river slowly into the sea.

Nezha gently pressed his finger on a rune and suddenly felt the stone wall beneath the rune loosen slightly.

His eyes lit up and he said in a low voice:

"There's a hidden energy tank here!"

His movements were swift and precise. He lightly pressed his finger on the rune, and the rune flickered slightly with his movement, emitting a low hum.

He raised his head, looked at Yang Jian, and said with a hint of excitement in his voice:
"This energy bar is somehow connected to the core of the vortex, and it might be used to assist in control."

Sun Wukong's gaze swept around the altar, and he suddenly noticed that the stones around the altar were beginning to loosen, making a slight cracking sound.

He frowned, raised his golden cudgel slightly, and spoke with a hint of wariness:
"Something's not right with these stones; they look like they're about to collapse!"

His fingers gripped the staff lightly, his movements incredibly swift, ready to strike and shatter the crumbling rocks at any moment.

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's reminder, Yang Jian glanced around briefly and said in a low voice:

"Be careful, the fluctuations in the energy vortex may have caused the rocks to loosen."

His fingers continued to manipulate the energy lines, trying to stabilize the core of the vortex, his tone carrying a hint of urgency.

His movements remained steady, the silver runes at his fingertips swirling in the air like an invisible net, slowly enveloping the power of the vortex.

Seeing this, Nezha quickly walked to Yang Jian's side, gently sliding his fingers across the energy bar to feel the energy fluctuations within.

"I'll control the energy bar to help you stabilize the vortex."

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, the flames of the Fire-Tipped Spear suddenly receded, transforming into a thin energy thread that slowly probed into the energy tank.

His movements were incredibly precise, as if he were manipulating a delicate musical instrument, trying to guide the flow of energy.

Sun Wukong stood outside the altar, his golden cudgel drooping slightly, his eyes fixed on the loose stones.

His ears twitched slightly, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes:
"The rocks are cracking more and more, you need to hurry!"

His tone carried a hint of urging, but he remained calm, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Yang Jian's brows relaxed slightly as he sensed that the power of the vortex was gradually stabilizing under the dual control of the energy lines and energy bars.

He whispered:
"The energy flow has begun to balance; the next step is to channel the energy from the vortex into the energy tank."

With a gentle flick of his finger, silver runes swirled in the air, slowly guiding the flow of energy, as if conducting a grand symphony.

Nezha nodded, gently pressing his finger on the energy bar, feeling the energy fluctuations within.

"I have figured out the structure of the energy tank and can guide the flow of energy."

His movements were extremely subtle, as if he were adjusting the tension of a string, trying to control the flow of energy more precisely.

Yang Jian lightly swept his finger through the air, and the silver runes slowly dissipated, finally achieving a balance in the energy flow between the energy lines and the energy bar.

He slowly withdrew the energy lines, his tone carrying a hint of relief:
"The energy vortex has been completely controlled."

His gaze remained fixed on the altar, his fingertips trembling slightly, clearly indicating that this process had taken a great deal of his energy.

Nezha slowly withdrew his hand from the energy bar, exhaled softly, and spoke with a hint of relief:
"Finally, it's done. This energy vortex was really a troublesome thing."

Sun Wukong grinned, twirling his golden cudgel in his hand, the golden light from its tip sweeping across the altar.
"Hey, looks like we've solved another big problem today."

Yang Jian didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the altar, as if he were deep in thought.

"Although the energy vortex has stabilized, there are still risks here. The structure of the altar is unstable and could collapse at any time."

Yang Jian's voice was deep as he scanned the four corners of the altar. The tiny cracks on the stone wall were gradually widening, as if they might tear the entire altar apart at any moment.

"Although the fluctuations of the energy vortex have been controlled, the foundation of the altar has been damaged. If it is not dealt with quickly, I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue, but all three understood the danger involved.

Nezha frowned, his gaze quickly sweeping over every detail of the altar.

"In that case, we must first repair the basic structure of the altar, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable if the energy vortex gets out of control again."

Yang Jian nodded, his gaze falling on the energy core at the bottom of the altar. The once stable energy fluctuations there had become chaotic, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

"I'll be in charge of guiding the energy, and you'll monitor the fluctuations and adjust the energy output of the Fire-Tipped Spear as needed to assist."

He spoke rapidly, his gaze calm, and the silver rune in his hand had condensed into a thin energy line, slowly reaching towards the bottom of the altar.

Without hesitation, Nezha abruptly subsided the flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear, transforming them into a thin stream of energy that followed closely behind Yang Jian's energy line.

"Okay, I'm ready to adjust at any time."

His gaze was fixed on the bottom of the altar, his expression focused, as if the entire world was concentrated on that faint energy fluctuation.

Yang Jian's fingers trembled slightly, and silver runes flowed in the air, slowly guiding the frequency of the energy lines, attempting to resonate with the energy core at the bottom of the altar.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, clearly indicating that this process had taken a great deal of his effort.

"The frequency of the energy core is extremely disordered and must be adjusted slowly."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

Nezha stood to the side, the energy flow of his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly adjusted with the fluctuations at the bottom of the altar, his eyes fixed on the subtle changes in energy.

"I'll assist you; the fluctuations in energy output have gradually stabilized."

His voice was deep, and his movements were extremely subtle.

The two worked together seamlessly, the energy lines slowly moving along the bottom of the altar, gradually guiding the chaotic energy fluctuations to a stable state.

(End of this chapter)