Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 558

Nezha let out a low shout and slammed the sand table onto the ground. Soft light instantly shone into the hall, illuminating the originally dark underground.

The dense shadows, like countless giant black insects, were surging out of the cracks in the ground, making a sickening crawling sound.

"not good!"

Yang Jian shouted in a deep voice, and his third eye blazed with golden light, instantly discerning what was gushing from the ground.

He swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword sharply, the blade whistling through the air, while simultaneously shouting an order:

"Heavenly soldiers, heed my command! Form the battle formation! The Eight Trigrams Formation!"

Before the words were even finished, the heavenly soldiers, who had been waiting in full battle array, sprang into action. Their bodies shone brightly as they quickly formed a massive Bagua formation, providing tight protection for the entire hall.

The lines of the Bagua formation, like giant silver pythons, spread rapidly across the ground, forming an impregnable defensive line that resisted the darkness surging from the earth.

In the center of the hall, countless golden rays rained down, the light from the magical weapons in the hands of the heavenly soldiers.

Sun Wukong stood beside Nezha, his fiery eyes piercing through the darkness, seeing the true nature of those shadows—thousands upon thousands of ferocious beasts!

These ferocious beasts vary in size, from as small as cats and dogs to larger than elephants. They are entirely black and exude a chilling black energy, resembling demons crawling out of hell.

Their eyes gleamed with bloodlust, and they bared their fangs and claws as they frantically pounced on the Bagua formation.

"kill!"

With a deafening roar, Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, which transformed into a golden lightning bolt, and slammed it down on the giant beast at the front.

Wherever the golden cudgel passed, ferocious beasts were sent flying like paper, letting out painful howls.

Three thousand heavenly soldiers shouted and brandished their weapons, engaging in a fierce battle with the ferocious beast.

The sounds of metal clashing, the roars of ferocious beasts, and the shouts of heavenly soldiers intertwined to create a deafening symphony of carnage.

The hall was filled with dust, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and burning; the whole scene was like a living hell.

Meanwhile, in the Lingxiao Palace, Venus solemnly manipulated the enormous star chart, its light flashing as countless star models spun ceaselessly on it.

He frowned, muttered incantations, and his fingers flew across the star chart, mobilizing all available resources in Heaven to support the front lines.

On the astrolabe, the stars representing the various celestial forces are rapidly moving toward the battlefield.

The atmosphere inside the hall was heavy, and everyone's face was filled with worry.

A violent tremor shook the entire hall. More and more ferocious beasts emerged from the ground, growing increasingly dense and completely surrounding the Bagua formation.

Although the heavenly soldiers fought bravely, the disparity in numbers was too great, and their formation began to falter.

Sun Wukong brandished his golden cudgel, getting into the heat of battle, but he couldn't help but frown.

He glanced around and found that the number of ferocious beasts far exceeded his expectations. If this continued, no matter how brave the heavenly soldiers were, they would be devoured sooner or later.

He turned to look at Nezha, who was solemnly manipulating the sand table, trying to find the weakness of the ferocious beast.

Sun Wukong then looked at Yang Jian, who was directing the heavenly soldiers to stabilize their formation, and his expression was quite solemn.

Sun Wukong's eyes sharpened, and he shouted, "Nezha! The situation has changed! Disrupt the beast's energy with all your might! Yang Jian! Hold the formation! Prepare to retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed into the horde of ferocious beasts, his golden cudgel transforming into a golden light that cleaved a massive beast in two at the waist.

Nezha responded, his hands flying across the sand table, which shone brightly, shooting out countless golden rays that accurately struck the larger of the ferocious beasts in the horde.

The ferocious beasts, attacked, collapsed to the ground howling in pain, and the black energy rapidly dissipated.

Yang Jian also commanded effectively. With the heavenly soldiers gradually becoming overwhelmed, he led them to retreat in an orderly manner at great cost. The Bagua Formation was shrinking, but it still maintained a tight defense.

However, the battle continued, and the ferocious beasts emerging from the ground seemed endless.

Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian looked grave; the battle had barely begun, yet they were already locked in a fierce struggle.

Venus anxiously awaited battle reports in the Lingxiao Palace, constantly mobilizing the Heavenly Court's resources, ready to provide support at any time.

As Sun Wukong watched the increasing number of ferocious beasts, he slammed his golden cudgel down, causing the ground to tremble. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his deep voice echoed across the battlefield:
"It seems the only option left is—a fight to the death!"

He looked at Nezha and Yang Jian, his eyes filled with determination.

Nezha's eyes were firm as he gripped the Universe Ring tightly.

Yang Jian gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly, his gaze icy.

The three exchanged glances; the battle was far from over.

"Output with all your strength!"

With a roar, Sun Wukong wielded his golden cudgel with even greater ferocity, the shadows of the cudgel raining down like a storm, each strike precisely hitting the vital points of the ferocious beasts, smashing them into a bloody pulp.

His body shone with golden light, as if he had transformed into an indestructible war god, intimidating the ferocious beasts around him and giving Nezha and Yang Jian a chance to catch their breath.

The floor of the hall shook violently, dust flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and burning.

Nezha manipulated the sand table even faster, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. He clenched his teeth, refusing to relax even for a moment.

The sand table shone even brighter, and golden light shot towards the ferocious beasts like sharp arrows, forcing them back and relieving the pressure on the heavenly soldiers at the front.

Nezha was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently, but he maintained a high level of output without the slightest panic in his eyes.

Yang Jian then directed the heavenly soldiers to retreat in an orderly manner, while using the operation of the Bagua Formation to minimize casualties among the heavenly soldiers.

His expression was serious, his eyes were sharp, and he kept issuing commands. His voice was steady and powerful, and even in dangerous situations, he maintained a calm judgment.

Yang Jian gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword, its blade gleaming coldly. He was ready to respond to any unforeseen circumstances and guard the heavenly soldiers' retreat route.

On the plaza outside the Lingxiao Palace, heavenly soldiers and generals were busily working to deliver supplies to the front lines.

"Reporting to Venus, the situation at the front is critical; the number of ferocious beasts far exceeds expectations!"

A celestial general rushed into the Lingxiao Palace to report the battle situation to Venus, his tone tinged with panic.

Venus stroked his beard, his brow furrowed, as he gazed at the enormous star map in the hall. The area on the star map representing the front lines was flashing with a blinding red light, indicating that the battle there was exceptionally fierce.

Venus took a deep breath, gently waved his whisk, and calmly gave the order:

"Pass down the order: allocate all available resources to support the front lines! Immediately mobilize more heavenly troops to reinforce the front lines and stabilize the situation!"

His gaze was deep as he looked at the star chart that was flashing red light. He silently recited a reinforcement strategy in his mind and murmured some incantations that only he could understand. His fingertips moved nimbly across the star chart, mobilizing the vast power of the Heavenly Court.

Inside the palace, the other celestial officials, though tense, were all busy and orderly handling various urgent orders. Outside the Lingxiao Palace, the deafening sounds of battle seemed to tear the entire Heavenly Court apart.

The Abyss of Black Mist, the lair of Dark Star.

Sun Wukong unleashed his full power with his golden cudgel, unleashing an even stronger golden light than before. Wherever the golden light touched, all the ferocious beasts were reduced to dust.

Every time the golden cudgel was swung, it stirred up a gust of wind, whipping up the surrounding dust and gravel, forming a storm that blotted out the sky.

Sun Wukong was surrounded by golden light, like a war god, his aura was astonishing, and he intimidated all the ferocious beasts around him.

He was agile and moved freely among the ferocious beasts, as nimble as a monkey. Every swing of his stick was precise and without the slightest waste.

He was covered in blood and dirt, but his eyes remained sharp, showing no fear.

He has extensive combat experience, is able to maintain calm judgment in the chaos of the battlefield, and can flexibly adjust his strategies according to the battlefield situation.

Nezha continued to manipulate the sand table, precisely guiding the energy surge to eliminate more ferocious beasts, while buying time for Sun Wukong.

The sand table shone brightly, and golden light shot towards the ferocious beasts like sharp arrows. The beasts collapsed to the ground with mournful cries, as if they had been poisoned, and the black energy quickly dissipated.

Sweat beaded on Nezha's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, his fingers flying across the sand table, not daring to relax for a moment. He had to go all out to hold the front line of defense.

The sand table itself is an exquisite magical artifact, and Nezha's control over it is even more masterful. He can precisely control the range and intensity of the energy released by the sand table, minimizing friendly fire.

Yang Jian commanded the heavenly soldiers to retreat in an orderly manner, the Eight Trigrams Formation contracted to reduce casualties, and covered Sun Wukong and Nezha's retreat.

His three eyes gleamed with golden light, discerning every subtle change on the battlefield. He directed the heavenly soldiers to retreat in an orderly manner, and the Bagua Formation operated smoothly and flawlessly under his control.

His cold gaze swept over each heavenly soldier, ensuring their safe retreat and that no one was left behind.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand emitted a dazzling cold light, ready to deal with any emergencies and protect the safety of the heavenly soldiers.

The operation of the Bagua Formation requires extremely high spiritual power, and Yang Jian's spiritual power was being consumed very quickly. However, he endured the discomfort and continued to support the formation.

Venus urgently deployed more celestial soldiers to reinforce the front lines from the Lingxiao Palace, while also strengthening the formations and enhancing the defensive capabilities.

His fingers flew across the star chart, mobilizing the vast power of the Heavenly Court to provide a continuous stream of support to the front lines.

His face was solemn, and sweat beaded on his forehead, but he showed no sign of panic. He knew that this battle was related to the safety of the Heavenly Court, and he had to do his best.

He directed numerous celestial officials to carry out various arrangements in an orderly manner, ensuring that reinforcements could quickly reach the front lines and deliver various supplies.

The battle lasted for a very long time, with seemingly endless ferocious beasts, but the heavenly soldiers' fighting spirit never collapsed.

Led by Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian, they fought tenaciously, repelling the attacks of the ferocious beasts time and time again.

Finally, with the arrival of a large number of heavenly soldiers as reinforcements and the powerful suppression from Nezha's sand table, the ferocious beast's offensive gradually weakened and was eventually completely repelled.

Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel. He looked at the wreckage scattered all over the ground, a trace of weariness flashing in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

"withdraw!"

He gave a brief command, then turned and walked away.

Nezha put away the sand tray, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and followed closely behind.

Yang Jian dismantled the Eight Trigrams Formation and led the heavenly soldiers in a neat and orderly retreat.

Venus looked up at the sky and sighed, the sweat on his robe gradually drying.

The three of them exchanged glances, their eyes filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and bittersweet memories of the battle.

They knew that although they had won the battle, the fight was far from over.

Sun Wukong strode forward, each step firm and powerful, raising a cloud of dust behind him.

His once gleaming battle robe was now covered in mud and blood, making him look somewhat disheveled, but adding to his imposing presence.

Nezha followed closely behind, his movements as he skillfully put away the sand table, as if he had done it countless times.

His small frame revealed a composure beyond his years. He would occasionally look back to make sure the heavenly soldiers behind him were retreating in an orderly manner.

"Fortunately, the losses this time were not significant."

Yang Jian's voice came from behind. He rode his Howling Celestial Dog slowly, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something he had overlooked.

"Hmph, those beasts, they're courting death!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

He glanced at the scattered limbs and charred earth on the battlefield, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes, but it quickly dissipated, replaced by exhaustion.

"Yes, this time we were very fortunate to have Nezha's sand table, which provided precise guidance; otherwise..."

Yang Jian's tone carried a hint of lingering fear, and his eyes revealed gratitude towards Nezha. He gently stroked the head of the Howling Celestial Dog, his most loyal companion.

"General Yang Jian is too modest. This is all the result of everyone's joint efforts."

Nezha replied modestly, looking up at the gradually dissipating dark clouds on the horizon, a relaxed expression on his face.

"Although we have won this battle, it is by no means a long-term solution."

Venus's voice rang out behind them. He walked slowly, his clothes disheveled but his spirits high. He held a memorial in his hand and spoke in a steady and powerful tone.

"Venus, what brilliant plan do you have?"

Sun Wukong stopped, turned around, and looked directly at Venus, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Sun Wukong unfolded the jade slip. On the yellowed parchment, dense runes twinkled like stars in the night sky, emitting a faint, eerie light.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, the runes transformed into streams of light, merging into his sea of ​​consciousness. After a moment, he took a deep breath and slowly said:

"Dark Star's plan is more complex than we anticipated. They don't just want to control the ancient beasts; they also want to use the power of the Chaos Pearl to initiate some kind of forbidden ritual, with the intention of..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Nezha and Yang Jian, his expression growing even more grave.

"Intending to open a passage to the Sea of ​​Chaos!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eyes flashed with surprise. He put down the improved spiritual liquid plan in his hand, picked up his newly improved sand table, and the terrain simulation map on it immediately became clear. He pointed to a point deep within the Black Mist Abyss and said:

"Based on the energy fluctuations I simulated in the sand table, this location is very likely the place where the Chaos Pearl is located, and the Dark Star Organization is very likely conducting its ritual there."

(End of this chapter)