Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 561

Night enveloped the heavens, and the twinkling stars could not conceal the tense atmosphere that permeated everyone's hearts.

Sun Wukong left the Ministry of War with steady and powerful steps, each step taken with exceptional determination.

He walked through the familiar palace, but the magnificent carved beams and painted rafters now seemed dull and lifeless in his eyes.

He was thinking about the sand table that Nezha had repaired, which was a key weapon for them in their fight against the Dark Star organization.

Inside the alchemy room, a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air, but it couldn't dispel the tense atmosphere.

Nezha was staring intently at the sand table in front of him, his slender fingers flying across it at such a speed that it was almost impossible to see his movements.

The sand table shimmered with light, like a miniature world, reflecting the movements of the entire Three Realms.

New data kept pouring in, and based on this data, Nezha simulated the possible escape routes of the Dark Star remnants. His brows were furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes revealed a resolute determination.

"Burning complete."

Nezha gently exhaled and carefully put away the new jade slip. It felt warm to the touch. It contained not only the route but also various coping strategies he had derived from data analysis.

He looked up out the window; the night was deep, as if foreshadowing even greater challenges to come.

Meanwhile, atop Mount Kunlun, a biting wind howled as Yang Jian led his personal guards through the mountains.

His tall and handsome figure appeared exceptionally upright in the moonlight, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand emitted a faint cold light, like a divine weapon guarding the mountains and rivers.

The celestial hound barked wildly beside him, clearing the way for the group. Its sharp eyes were fixed on the surrounding shadows, alert to any potential danger.

Yang Jian's expression was solemn. He did not underestimate his enemy. He knew that the Dark Star Organization was cunning and unpredictable, and it was very likely that they had set up an ambush in Kunlun Mountain.

His task was not only to find the Dark Star Organization's hidden strongholds and fragments of the Chaos Pearl, but also to ensure the safety of all his personal guards.

Inside the Qitian Palace, Venus was still busy. He sat upright at his desk, a wolf-hair brush in his hand, annotating and replying to memorials. His wise eyes seemed to see through everything.

The memorials piled up like mountains, all battle reports from various places, some with frequent victories, others with dire straits.

Taibai Jinxing maintained a calm expression throughout. He needed to handle the affairs of Heaven, stabilize the people's morale, and at the same time closely monitor the war situation in various places, coordinate the actions of Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian, and ensure that they could successfully complete their mission.

He would occasionally look up and gaze outside the hall, as if waiting for some news, his gaze deep and unfathomable, like the deep night sky.

Sun Wukong held the jade slip handed to him by Nezha. The yellowed parchment emitted a faint, eerie light. The escape routes of the remnants of the Dark Star, engraved on it, resembled winding venomous snakes, attempting to escape the control of the Heavenly Court.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, the runes transformed into streams of light and merged into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He took a deep breath, sensing the information contained in the jade slip, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"

He spoke in a low voice, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, he had already decided how to deal with these remnants of Dark Star.

Nezha carefully checked the data on the sand table again. After confirming that it was correct, he gently put the sand table into his sleeve, and the faint light dimmed.

He gazed in the direction Sun Wukong had left, a hint of worry in his eyes. He knew the task ahead would be exceptionally difficult, but he also believed that they would be able to defeat the Dark Star Organization and maintain the peace of the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian led his personal guards through the Kunlun Mountains. The mountain winds howled, the shadows of the trees swayed, and everything around them was shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere.

His keen senses allowed him to detect any subtle changes. He constantly observed his surroundings, searching for anything suspicious. He knew the Dark Star organization was cunning and wouldn't easily reveal its secrets.

He led his team, traversing the mountains in search of the Dark Star organization.

After finishing the last memorial, Venus gently put down his wolf-hair brush. He rubbed his sore eyes, his exhaustion evident.

But he did not slacken in the slightest. He knew that the heavy responsibility of protecting the peace of the Three Realms would continue to fall on his shoulders.

He stood up, walked outside the hall, and looked up at the starry sky. The countless stars were like countless eyes watching over this world.

He prayed silently, hoping that Heaven would overcome the difficulties.

Sun Wukong, Nezha, Yang Jian, and Taibai Jinxing—each with their own actions and different responsibilities, share the same goal: to maintain the peace of Heaven and protect the tranquility of the Three Realms. They all strive to uphold their sense of responsibility and belief for this land and for the Three Realms.

Their figures disappeared into the distance, leaving only the empty palace under the moonlight.

Sun Wukong nimbly leaped over the stone steps of the alchemy room and stepped into the house that exuded the fragrance of medicine.

The alchemy furnace was still warm, with the remaining flames dancing gently at the bottom, reflecting on Nezha's slightly tired but relieved face.

Nezha was meticulously wiping the restored sand table, which was covered with a dazzling starry sky, like a miniature version of the real universe.

Beside him were several fragments of broken jade slips, as well as a brand-new jade slip engraved with complex runes.

"Wukong, you've arrived."

Nezha didn't turn his head, his tone was calm, and his fingers gently stroked the fine lines on the surface of the sand table.

"Hmm, how's the sand table restoration going?"

Sun Wukong walked behind Nezha, his gaze falling on the sand table as if he were carefully observing the terrain of a battlefield.

Nezha gently put down the silk in his hand, turned around, and handed the newly engraved jade slip to Sun Wukong.

"The new data simulation is complete. This shows the possible escape routes of the Dark Star remnants. I have marked the key nodes and potential traps."

He pointed to the runes on the jade slip that were shimmering with a faint light.

“These runes are inscribed by me based on newly acquired information and deductions of their previous actions. They can help you accurately determine the route.”

Sun Wukong took the jade slip, feeling the immense information it contained. He stroked the surface of the jade slip, feeling the pulse of the runes on it, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

"Not bad, Nezha, your progress has impressed me."

Sun Wukong put the jade slip into his waistband and turned to look at Nezha.

"You've worked hard. Now you can rest well and leave the rest to us."

Nezha nodded gently.

"I will."

He let out a long sigh, his exhaustion deepening, but his eyes still shone with unwavering determination.

Inside the alchemy room, the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs, a faint smell of sulfur, and fine dust left over from the restoration of the sand table.

After that, Sun Wukong carefully examined the jade slip, which contained detailed records of the escape routes and key information of the Dark Star remnants, and even some of the power struggles and personnel distribution within the Dark Star organization.

After reading it, Sun Wukong couldn't help but nod. This kid Nezha is making rapid progress!
He immediately issued orders to the heavenly soldiers and generals, his voice booming so loudly that it made the entire Qitian Hall resound: "According to the instructions on the jade slip, split up and take action. Make sure to wipe out the remaining Dark Star forces in one fell swoop! Leave no one alive!" The celestial officials in the hall accepted the order and left in haste, the air filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, rode alone on a cloud and flew towards the depths of the Kunlun Mountains.

The Kunlun Mountains rise high into the clouds, shrouded in mist, resembling a sleeping dragon, mysterious and dangerous.

Yang Jian's three eyes gleamed with golden light, observing everything around him. He gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

His mission this time was not simply to wipe out the remaining forces, but more importantly, to find any fragments of the Chaos Pearl and hidden strongholds that the Dark Star Organization might have left behind. At the same time, he had to strengthen the defense of the Kunlun Mountains to prevent the Dark Star Organization from making a comeback.

Yang Jian understood that this was not just the end of a battle, but the beginning of a protracted war.

As he flew, he carefully observed the surrounding terrain; his keen senses allowed him to detect any subtle changes.

He believed that the Dark Star organization must have left some clues in the Kunlun Mountains.

Venus returned to the Lingxiao Palace and dealt with the mountain of official business.

He stroked his long white beard, his brows furrowed, his expression solemn.

The Dark Star incident has had a tremendous impact on the Three Realms. He needs to appease the people, stabilize the situation, and at the same time, he must begin the reconstruction plan to restore normal order to the Three Realms.

While reviewing memorials, he also issued proclamations to the three realms, informing them of the war situation and reconstruction plans.

The notice should be concise and clear, reflecting the Heavenly Court's firm stance while avoiding causing unnecessary panic.

Venus knew that stabilizing the people's hearts was the key to rebuilding order in the Three Realms.

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, conveying the Heavenly Court's resolve to every corner of the Three Realms.

Nezha returned to his study and continued studying the sand table.

Before him were various magical artifacts and materials, as well as fragments of a damaged sand table.

He did not let his guard down because of the victory; instead, he worked even harder to study and try to further improve the functions of the sand table.

He believes that only by continuously improving its own technological capabilities can it cope with potential future crises.

He carefully analyzed the shortcomings of the sand table in this battle and, combined with the energy characteristics of the Chaos Bead, tried to find a more effective way to defend against chaotic energy.

His expression was focused, his brows furrowed, and his fingers flew across the sand table, as if he were performing a precise calculation.

Based on feedback from various parties and the information predicted by the sand table, Sun Wukong finally decided to personally go to the former core stronghold of the Dark Star Organization—a ruined city in Xiniu Hezhou that was corrupted by chaotic energy.

This city was once the power center of the Dark Star Organization, but now it is a ruin. The remains of buildings corrupted by chaotic energy are scattered all over the ground, and the air is filled with a nauseating stench of decay.

He believed that the last remnants of the Dark Star organization, as well as some important secrets, must still be hidden here.

He needs to completely eliminate these remaining forces and completely prevent the Dark Star Organization from making a comeback.

Without informing anyone else, he embarked on his journey to Xiniu Hezhou alone.

He rode on a somersault cloud and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

When Sun Wukong arrived at the ruined city, a suffocating chaotic energy rushed towards him. He closed his eyes tightly and activated his protective qi with all his might.

He moved nimbly through the ruins, his keen senses helping him avoid countless dangers hidden within.

He clearly sensed that a large amount of chaotic energy still remained here, concealing countless dangers.

Deep within the ruined city, he discovered a dilapidated palace. The palace was empty, containing only a few corpses corrupted by chaotic energy, as well as some broken magical artifacts and books.

Sun Wukong carefully perused these books and finally found the Dark Star Organization's ultimate plan—to use the Chaos Pearl to open a passage to the Chaos Sea, thereby controlling the entire Three Realms.

He discovered that the Dark Star organization had not been completely wiped out; they were still secretly carrying out certain activities, preparing to make a comeback.

He gripped the golden cudgel tightly, a resolute expression on his face. He had to stop the Dark Star Organization's conspiracy and protect the peace of the Three Realms.

Xiniu Hezhou, a city in ruins, where sandstorms rage amidst crumbling walls. Sun Wukong stands in the city center, his fiery eyes scanning every corner, the air thick with a nauseating stench and the lingering scent of chaotic energy.

He walked step by step, each step light and cautious, for fear of disturbing the lurking enemy.

The city in ruins was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

After a long while, he noticed something unusual—an inconspicuous broken wall that seemed out of place with its surroundings, its color slightly darker, and the ground slightly raised.

Sun Wukong approached and observed carefully, discovering that it was a movable stone slab.

With a gentle push, the stone slab slowly moved aside, revealing the entrance to a hidden underground cellar.

The cellar was pitch black, and a damp and cold aura wafted out. Without hesitation, Sun Wukong jumped down.

This is a massive arsenal, with weapons manufactured by various Dark Star organizations piled up like mountains, radiating a chilling, sinister light.

In a corner of the armory, a group of Dark Star members hid, trembling with fear.

"Don't even move!"

Sun Wukong let out a sharp shout, his voice echoing like thunder in the narrow cellar, making the eardrums of the Dark Star members buzz.

He did not rush to make a move, but instead released a powerful aura that firmly suppressed them.

The Dark Star members were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, not daring to even breathe.

Sun Wukong looked around and gently tapped the ground with his golden cudgel, making a dull sound.

"Tell me, where are the remaining fragments of the Chaos Pearl from the Dark Star Organization? And where are you hiding?"

His tone was cold and unquestionable, and his powerful aura made it almost impossible for the Dark Star members in the cellar to breathe.

An older member of the Dark Star team, trembling all over, stammered:
"Great...Great Sage, spare me! The fragment of the Chaos Pearl...is...in...in the Kunlun Mountains...in the far west...in a hidden cave..."

As he spoke, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, clearly indicating that he was quite frightened by Sun Wukong's imposing presence.

Another Dark Star member added:

"We... the remnants of our organization are all... all in the Black Mist Swamp! There are... there are defensive arrays there, very difficult to breach..."

His voice grew softer and softer, as if he might faint at any moment.

(End of this chapter)