Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 557

The Abyss of Black Mist was far more treacherous than imagined. Thick black mist churned like a tide, obscuring the sky and the sun, and exuding a nauseating stench of decay and sulfur.

Stepping into this area is like entering a dark, isolated world. Even seasoned celestial warriors couldn't help but feel a chill rise from the depths of their hearts.

Nezha was the first to unleash his newly developed elixir.

The emerald green liquid spun at his fingertips, transforming into a streak of light that shot precisely towards the thickest part of the black fog ahead.

The black mist churned violently, emitting a sharp, piercing shriek, like a frightened giant beast.

However, after a short while, the black mist began to dissipate, and a relatively clear passage slowly appeared.

The air inside the passageway still carried an unpleasant odor, but it was much better than before.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth and a faint odor of sulfur, along with some other strange and indescribable smells that made it very uncomfortable.

"Vanguard, follow me!"

Nezha's voice traveled through the magical artifacts to the ears of every heavenly soldier. Holding the Fire-Tipped Spear, he was the first to rush into the passage.

He was full of vigor and his gaze was firm; he was not intimidated by the gloomy environment in the slightest.

Behind him, the heavenly soldiers followed closely, cautiously advancing along the path opened up by Nezha.

On both sides of the passage are towering black cliffs that reach into the clouds, their walls covered with strange patterns that resemble some kind of ancient runes.

Yang Jian's main force advanced steadily from the rear. Under Yang Jian's control, the improved formation emitted a dazzling light, defeating the Dark Star Guardians that appeared along the way.

These guards, clad in black armor and wielding strange weapons, possessed cold and fierce eyes, yet they seemed utterly powerless against the formation set up by Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's three eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he calmly directed the heavenly soldiers, ensuring the formation operated smoothly without any flaws.

The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand exuded a sharp killing intent, instantly killing any enemy who tried to approach.

Occasionally, he would look up at his surroundings, his brow furrowed slightly. He was well aware of the dangers of this Abyss of Black Mist and dared not let his guard down in the slightest.

In the distance, the sounds of battle from other units could occasionally be heard, along with some suppressed growls.

On another route, Venus successfully confused the Dark Star organization by using the "Bewitching Jade Disc" that had been set up in advance.

These jade plates emit a strange light that can disturb the minds of enemies, causing them to hallucinate and thus lose their fighting ability.

Venus sat on a giant rock, holding a whisk, his eyes closed in concentration, constantly monitoring the dynamics of the battlefield through a jade disc.

Although he did not personally fight on the front lines, the "Bewitching Jade Disc" he controlled played a crucial role, clearing many obstacles for the army.

Occasionally, he would sigh helplessly, realizing that this was only a temporary measure and could not completely solve the problem.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong's elite troops had bypassed the main defenses and were approaching Dark Star's lair.

They moved at an extremely fast pace, encountering almost no obstacles. Sun Wukong walked at the very front, his figure nimble and agile, like a clever monkey darting through the darkness.

He gripped the golden cudgel tightly, ready to respond to any unexpected situation. His sharp eyes saw through everything, not missing a single suspicious detail.

They would occasionally look back to observe the distance between their own troops and the other two teams, ensuring the smooth implementation of the plan.

He sensed a powerful energy fluctuation coming from ahead, which was the core area of ​​Dark Star's lair and the final battleground.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Sun Wukong stopped, and the elite troops behind him also stopped.

All around was silent, except for the sound of the black mist rolling and echoing in my ears.

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel, pointed ahead, and whispered:
"Brothers, we're here!"

The elite troops behind him responded in unison:
"kill!"

Sun Wukong lightly tapped his golden cudgel, the tip pointing deeper into the distance, where the black mist was so thick it was almost tangible, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

"Remember, travel light and proceed cautiously. This place is very dangerous, so don't be careless."

His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority, yet his tone revealed caution.

He gestured to the team members behind him to spread out and maintain a certain formation to prevent being surrounded by the enemy.

The soldiers of the elite troops all had solemn expressions. They were all elites who had been tempered in countless battles and were used to obeying orders and carrying out Sun Wukong's instructions without hesitation.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and they dispersed silently, like ghosts blending into the darkness.

The surrounding area is filled with towering, craggy peaks, and the dark rocks are covered with strange patterns, like some kind of ancient runes.

The black mist rolled through the valley, like giant black pythons, moving silently.

The group moved forward slowly, the air filled with a nauseating smell of sulfur mixed with a faint stench of blood, indicating that Dark Star's lair was no benevolent place.

Sun Wukong remained vigilant at all times, his eyes scanning his surroundings and his ears perked up to catch any subtle sounds.

He sensed an increasingly powerful energy fluctuation, a gathering of evil forces.

He gripped the golden cudgel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

At that moment, a soldier suddenly exclaimed in a low voice:
"General! Enemy sighted!"

His voice trembled slightly, clearly frightened by the scene before him.

Sun Wukong immediately signaled the troops to stop. He looked in the direction the soldier was pointing and saw a group of Dark Star Guardians wearing black armor in front of him. They were holding all sorts of strange weapons and exuding a cold killing intent.

There were only about twenty guards, but their auras were exceptionally strong, clearly indicating that they were not ordinary soldiers.

"Ready to fight!"

Sun Wukong let out a low roar, and his golden cudgel was already raised, radiating a dazzling light.

His eyes were sharp as a hawk's, filled with murderous intent.

"kill!"

The elite soldiers responded with a roar of unison, their momentum unstoppable.

They drew their weapons, ready to fight.

The battle erupted instantly, the sound of the golden cudgel cutting through the air intertwined with the clanging of the Dark Star Guardians' weapons, creating a deafening symphony of carnage.

Sparks flew, swords clashed, and afterimages flew everywhere.

Sun Wukong, like a god of war, weaved through the enemy ranks, his golden cudgel wielding a storm of blood and gore.

The golden cudgel danced like the wind, each strike taking a life.

Sun Wukong was agile and moved freely among the Dark Star Guardians, like a ghost.

Every strike he made was incredibly precise, hitting vital points head-on, with not a single wasted movement. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning, and pulsated with energy.

"The Great Sage is mighty!"

The elite soldiers shouted loudly, their morale soaring, and they followed closely behind Sun Wukong, fighting bravely against the enemy.

They worked together seamlessly, covering for each other, and gradually defeated the Dark Star Guardians.

The battle lasted for about half an hour, and the Dark Star Guardians gradually lost their strength and were routed.

Sun Wukong swept away the last guard with a single blow. The guard was panting heavily, his golden cudgel stained with dark red blood. Broken weapons and armor were scattered on the ground around him.

He looked around to make sure all the enemies had been eliminated before slowly putting down the golden cudgel.

"Withdraw the troops!" His deep voice echoed through the valley. "Clean up the battlefield and check for any survivors."

The elite troops sprang into action, carefully searching every corner to ensure that no enemy had escaped.

They picked up the scattered weapons and armor, examining them carefully for any clues left behind by the Dark Star organization.

At this moment, a soldier ran up to Sun Wukong and reported: "Great Sage, a strange jade slip was found on a Dark Star Guardian."

Sun Wukong took the jade slip and examined it carefully.

The jade slip was smooth and delicate, engraved with complex runes, and emitted a faint black light. He probed the jade slip with his divine sense, and found information about the internal structure of the Dark Star organization and the plan for this operation.

"I see……"

Sun Wukong muttered to himself.

"The Dark Star Organization's target was indeed the Chaos Pearl!"

His brows were furrowed, and his expression was grave.

He hadn't expected the Dark Star organization to act so swiftly and decisively, which made him feel uneasy.

He looked up ahead, and something seemed to be hidden in the darkness, giving him a strange sense of oppression.

"Keep moving!" he shouted. "We must take Dark Star's lair!"

The elite troops set off again, continuing their advance along the passage towards the core area of ​​the Dark Star's lair.

The passageway grew narrower and the air became increasingly polluted, making it feel suffocating.

The group moved forward cautiously, with Sun Wukong at the front, vigilantly observing everything around him, fearing an ambush.

His eyes pierced through the darkness, and he could vaguely see the outlines of some buildings in the distance—that was the Dark Star's lair.

A growing, increasingly intense black energy surged through the air like a tide, making everyone feel oppressed.

Sun Wukong suddenly stopped in his tracks, raised his golden cudgel, pointed it forward, and shouted:
"Dark Star's lair is just ahead! Prepare for battle!"

The elite troops behind him responded in unison:
"kill!"

A glint flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he charged forward first, his golden cudgel emitting a deafening whistling sound.

"kill!"

The golden cudgel, carrying the power of a raging storm, slammed into the nearest Dark Star Guardian, who was reduced to dust before he could even scream.

The elite troops that followed also charged forward, amidst the flashing swords and deafening battle cries.

Sun Wukong was like a whirlwind, rampaging through the Dark Star Guardians. Wherever his golden cudgel went, there were only broken stones and severed limbs.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and burnt flesh, the traces left behind after the black energy was shattered by the golden cudgel.

At this moment, Nezha arrived, holding the Universe Ring in his hand and chanting incantations. Streams of blue spiritual liquid, like water, poured onto the struggling Dark Star Guardians.

The guards who were tainted by the spiritual liquid experienced a rapid weakening of their black energy, their movements became sluggish, and their combat power noticeably decreased.

While releasing the spiritual liquid, Nezha nimbly dodged the attacks of the Dark Star Guardians. His movements were swift and precise, like a serpent slithering through the night.

He flashed and appeared behind a Dark Star Guardian. His Universe Ring streaked across the sky like a shooting star, and the guard fell to the ground.

"Wukong, I'm here!"

Nezha shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the narrow passage.

When Sun Wukong heard Nezha's voice, he turned around and looked at him with a relieved smile on his face.

"Nezha, you're really fast."

As he swung his golden cudgel, he spoke, the cudgel precisely shattering the weapon of the Dark Star Guardian who was trying to ambush him.

"Thanks to Laozi, this elixir is quite effective."

While fighting, Nezha didn't forget to explain, his tone tinged with a hint of pride.

With a sudden, earth-shaking tremor, Yang Jian led his main force out from the flank, and their arrival completely shattered the Dark Star Guard's defenses.

Yang Jian, wielding his three-pointed, double-edged sword, exuded divine might. Each swing of his blade claimed the lives of several Dark Star Guardians. His piercing gaze swept across the battlefield, directing his troops in a methodical advance. Yang Jian's arrival greatly relieved the pressure on Sun Wukong and Nezha.

Meanwhile, deep within Dark Star's lair, Venus is using the "Bewitching Jade Disc" to continuously send interference signals to Dark Star's command center, disrupting their command system and causing the Dark Star guards' actions to become chaotic and disorganized.

He gently stroked the Bewitching Jade Plate, his face showing a hint of weariness, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He took a deep breath and continued manipulating the Bewitching Jade Disc. He understood that only by disrupting the enemy's command could he buy more time for Sun Wukong and his companions. The Bewitching Jade Disc emitted bursts of light, illuminating the aged face of Venus.

Under the cover of Yang Jian's troops, Sun Wukong and Nezha led their elite forces to finally break through the encirclement and reach the core area of ​​the Dark Star's lair.

Sun Wukong stopped and looked around. It was a huge circular hall with a dazzling pearl in the center, which was the Chaos Pearl.

There were some strange devices arranged around it, which seemed to be used to control the energy of the Chaos Bead.

The leader of the Dark Star organization should be nearby.

Sun Wukong looked around and found the hall empty except for the Chaos Pearl, which shone brightly. The surface of the pearl was filled with a hazy scene of the beginning of chaos, as if it contained the secrets of the universe.

He keenly sensed an unusual energy fluctuation in the air, not ordinary spiritual power, but a cold and evil aura, which set off alarm bells in his mind.

He immediately realized he had been ambushed, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said in a deep voice:
"Nezha! Yang Jian! Be on guard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and a faint rustling sound came from deep underground, as if something was slowly moving.

Fine cracks appeared on the stone walls on both sides of the hall, as if they were under tremendous pressure.

Nezha reacted quickly, taking out a palm-sized sand table from his robes. It was warm to the touch, with stars moving and light flowing on it.

His fingers flew across the sand table, and the star model responded, simulating the spiritual energy fluctuations in the hall.

(End of this chapter)