Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 523

The tremors of the altar gradually weakened, and the fluctuations in the energy core also stabilized under Yang Jian's guidance.

The energy flow from Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear gently swirled around the bottom of the altar, like a tiny flame snake, constantly adjusting the direction of the energy flow.

"The core energy fluctuations are already within a controllable range."

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his tone tinged with fatigue, but his eyes remained focused.

Nezha nodded, and the energy flow of the Fire-Tipped Spear slightly subsided, turning into a tiny flame that slowly dissipated into the air.

"The energy waves at the bottom of the altar have stabilized; it seems we have temporarily stabilized it."

His tone carried a hint of ease.

Sun Wukong stood aside, his gaze sweeping over the altar. The cracks in the stone wall did not continue to widen, and the tremors of the altar completely stopped.

"Hey, looks like you guys did a good job. The altar is finally quiet."

Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, carefully sensing the energy fluctuations inside the altar. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something unusual.

"wrong……"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jian opened his eyes, his gaze solemn. He gently ran his fingers across the surface of the altar, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within.

“There seem to be other energy fluctuations inside the altar, though they are very faint, they are definitely there.”

Upon hearing this, Nezha's expression changed slightly. He immediately walked to the other side of the altar, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear shone brightly, illuminating the runes on the stone wall.

"You mean, there are other energy systems inside this altar?"

His tone carried a hint of shock.

Yang Jian nodded, his fingers gently sliding across the runes, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within them.

"The structure of the altar is much more complex than we imagine. It may not be a single energy system, but rather a combination of multiple interconnected energy systems."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow, twirled his golden cudgel in his hand, and spoke with a hint of interest:
“Interesting. It seems we need to explore this altar further.”

Yang Jian did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Nezha and Sun Wukong, his tone thoughtful:
"Let's examine every detail of the altar to see if we can find any other mechanisms or clues before deciding on our next move."

Nezha nodded, his gaze returning to the runes on the altar. The flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear glowed faintly, illuminating every detail of the runes.

"Okay, I'll start the investigation from here."

Sun Wukong grinned, slightly raised his golden cudgel, and scanned the area around the altar:

"Then I'll take a look at these stones; maybe there's some kind of mechanism hidden inside."

The three of them divided the work and carefully inspected every corner of the altar.

Yang Jian's fingers gently traced the runes on the altar's surface, sensing faint energy fluctuations. His brow furrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something amiss.

"The arrangement of this set of runes seems to be different from the other runes."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone thoughtful.

His fingers pressed the runes lightly, and the runes flickered slightly with his movements, as if responding to his touch.

"It seems there is something strange about this place."

At the same time, Nezha's fingers moved across the runes on the other side of the altar, and the flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly illuminated every detail of the runes.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he had discovered something.

“Yang Jian, there’s a problem here too. The way the runes are arranged doesn’t seem to fit the overall structure.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian quickly walked to Nezha's side, his gaze sweeping over the runes, his brows furrowing slightly:
“These runes… look like they’ve been altered by someone.”

Sun Wukong stood on one side of the altar, gently prying open a loose stone with his golden cudgel. His gaze sharpened as he discovered a tiny mechanism hidden beneath the stone.

"Hey, come and take a look, there's a mechanism here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian and Nezha immediately walked to Sun Wukong's side, their eyes falling on the mechanism under the stone.

"This mechanism..."

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

His fingers gently touched the mechanism, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within it.

"This mechanism seems to be connected to the energy system inside the altar."

"It seems that the mechanism of this altar is much more complicated than we imagined."

Yang Jian nodded, his gaze falling on the mechanism. He pressed down lightly with his finger, and the mechanism sank slightly with his movement, emitting a low "click" sound.

"The mechanism has been triggered, next..."

Before he finished speaking, a low humming sound suddenly came from inside the altar, as if some kind of mechanism had been activated.

The three of them suddenly focused their gazes and looked warily at every corner of the altar.

The runes on the altar suddenly lit up, their light even more dazzling than before. The light between the runes intertwined to form a complex network, radiating intense energy fluctuations.

"Be careful, the altar's mechanism may have been triggered."

Yang Jian reminded him in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness.

As the runes lit up, the mechanisms deep within the altar began to operate, and the entire altar began to tremble slightly.

Yang Jian frowned deeply, his fingers swiftly tracing patterns in the air. The silver runes once again condensed into a thin energy line, slowly probing into the depths of the runes.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he were communicating silently with the runes.

“These runes… seem to be guiding some kind of energy flow.”

His voice was deep as his fingers traced the runes, sensing the subtle energy fluctuations within them.

Nezha stood to the side, watching Yang Jian's movements closely, and asked in a low voice:

Where does the flow of energy originate?

Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but continued to guide the energy lines deeper into the core of the rune, his brows furrowing slightly as he sensed the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from it.

"The source of the energy... lies deep within the altar."

His fingers trembled slightly, and the energy line instantly penetrated to the end of the rune, as if it had touched something.

The tremors of the altar suddenly intensified, and the stones began to loosen, emitting a low cracking sound.

Sun Wukong slightly raised his golden cudgel, his gaze fixed on the surrounding rocks, his tone tinged with wariness:
"Something's not right with these stones; they look like they're about to collapse!"

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

Yang Jian's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he whispered:

"Watch out, the altar's defense mechanism has been triggered!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a roar came from the depths of the altar, stones shattered, and fragments of rock rained down.

Nezha reacted extremely quickly, raising his Fire-Tipped Spear sharply, the flames transforming into a massive energy shield that swiftly enveloped the three of them.

He gritted his teeth, and the flames of his fire-tipped spear expanded under his control, forming a solid barrier that blocked the falling stones.

"Hold on!" Nezha's voice was tense as he adjusted the flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear, making the shield's light grow stronger.

Sun Wukong swiftly swung his golden cudgel, which burst forth with golden light, instantly shattering several large rocks.

His movements were extremely swift; the shadow of his staff flashed through the air like a golden lightning bolt, shattering all the approaching rubble.

"Hey, these rocks are really hard!"

His tone was as relaxed as ever, but his eyes revealed a hint of vigilance, ready to deal with more rocks breaking apart at any moment.

Yang Jian's fingers slid rapidly across the runes, the silver runes swirling in the air as he attempted to guide the energy fluctuations within the altar and stabilize its structure.

"The energy fluctuations are too strong; the altar's structure is collapsing. We must control it as soon as possible!"

His voice was low and his fingers trembled slightly, clearly indicating that this process had taken a great deal of effort from him.

Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear shield flickered continuously, and the light of the flames gradually weakened. Clearly, facing such a powerful impact, his power was also gradually being depleted.

"No, the shield won't hold for long!"

His voice carried a hint of urgency as he adjusted the flame of his fire-tipped spear in his hand, trying to maintain the stability of the shield.

Sun Wukong's gaze swept around the altar, his golden cudgel twirling in his hand, his tone tinged with impatience:
"Yang Jian, how's it going on your end? If we don't get this sorted out soon, we'll be buried here!"

Yang Jian frowned.

"Just a little bit more... Hold on!"

His voice carried a hint of urgency, his fingers trembled slightly, and sweat trickled down his forehead, clearly indicating that he had exhausted all his strength.

The tremors of the altar gradually weakened, and the frequency of the stones breaking also began to decrease, clearly indicating that Yang Jian's control had begun to take effect.

"All right!"

Yang Jian's voice carried a hint of relief. With a gentle flick of his finger, the silver runes slowly dissipated in the air, and the tremors of the altar finally ceased completely.

Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear shield slowly receded, and the light of the flames gradually died down.

He let out a soft breath, his voice tinged with weariness:
"Finally, we've stabilized. This altar is really a troublesome place."

Sun Wukong grinned, slightly raising his golden cudgel, his tone as relaxed as ever:

"Hey, looks like we've escaped another disaster."

Yang Jian's gaze remained fixed on the altar, his fingers gently sliding across the runes, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within.

"The altar's defense mechanism has been triggered. We must find the source as soon as possible, otherwise it may be activated again."

His voice was low, with a hint of wariness in his tone.

Nezha nodded, his gaze returning to the runes on the altar, and said in a low voice:

"So where do we begin?"

Yang Jian's fingers lightly traced the runes, sensing the subtle energy fluctuations within, his tone tinged with contemplation:

"The arrangement of the runes points deep into the altar, which may be the source of the energy."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong grinned, twirled his golden cudgel in his hand, and spoke with a hint of eagerness:
"What are we waiting for? Let's go in and take a look; maybe there really is some treasure hidden there!"

Yang Jian did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Nezha and Sun Wukong, his tone tinged with caution:
"The dangers deep within the altar may be greater than we imagine; we must proceed with caution."

Nezha nodded, and the flame of his Fire-Tipped Spear flickered, illuminating the path ahead.

"Let's go then, be careful."

Yang Jian slowly stepped forward, his eyes blazing, and walked towards the depths of the altar.

The three carefully traversed the gravel-strewn ground, the loose stones beneath their feet making a teeth-grinding scraping sound, and a faint smell of dust filled the air.

Yang Jian walked with extreme caution, frequently turning back to check on Nezha and Sun Wukong. His gaze swept over every pattern and crack on the altar, trying to find some clues.

A moment later, Yang Jian took the lead and stepped into the depths of the altar. His gaze swept across the surrounding stone walls, and he gently touched the dim runes, feeling the faint energy fluctuations within them.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice:
“These runes are arranged in a peculiar way, and it seems to be a safe path.”

He slowed his pace, his fingers gliding lightly over the runes as if deciphering some ancient language.

Nezha and Sun Wukong followed closely behind, the flames of their Fire-Tipped Spears glowing faintly, illuminating the narrow passage.

"Yang Jian, are you sure this road is okay?"

Sun Wukong asked in a low voice, his golden cudgel slightly raised, ready to deal with any unexpected situation, his expression vigilant.

"There is no immediate danger, but be careful, the structure of the passage is not very stable."

Yang Jian responded in a low voice, his gaze still fixed on the runes in front of him. He lightly drew his finger in the air, and the silver runes slowly condensed, guiding him in the right direction.

Nezha walked at the back, the flames of his Fire-Tipped Spear slightly diminished:

"The arrangement of the runes is very regular, it really does look like a channel designed by humans."

The three of them ventured deeper into the narrow passage, the sound of loose stones rubbing against each other underfoot, and a faint smell of decay permeating the air.

Yang Jian suddenly stopped, his fingertips gently pressing on a rune on the stone wall. The rune flickered slightly with his movement, emitting a low hum.

"There's a mechanism here."

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his eyes sharp, his fingers gently sliding across the runes, sensing the faint energy fluctuations within them.

His movements were extremely subtle, as if he were unlocking a fine lock.

Nezha and Sun Wukong immediately stopped and stared intently at Yang Jian's movements.

"organ?"

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow, twirled his golden cudgel in his hand, and spoke with a hint of interest:
"It seems this altar is quite adept at hiding things."

Yang Jian did not respond. He pressed his fingers lightly on the rune, which sank slightly with his movement, making a low "click" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a stone slab in front of the passage slowly slid away, revealing a deeper path.

"Let's go, be careful."

Yang Jian said in a low voice, taking the lead in stepping into the new passage. His gaze swept across the surrounding stone walls, his fingers still gently touching the runes.

He walked with extreme caution, as if avoiding some invisible trap.

The three of them walked through the passage, the loose stones under their feet making a slight cracking sound, and the air was filled with an even stronger smell of decay.

Yang Jian suddenly stopped, his gaze sweeping over a secret room at the end of the passage, his expression grave.

There is a secret room ahead.

Yang Jian said in a low voice, his gaze lingering on the stone tablet in the center of the secret chamber. The stone tablet was covered with dense runes and emitted a faint light.

His fingers gently touched the stone tablet, sensing the powerful energy fluctuations within it, and his tone carried a hint of surprise:
"This stone tablet... is not simple."

Upon hearing this, Nezha glanced at the walls surrounding the stone tablet and said in a low voice:
“There are also runes on the walls, which seem to form a complete energy cycle system.”

"The design of this secret room is very ingenious."

(End of this chapter)