Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 564

Yang Jian seized the opportunity and threw his three-pointed double-edged sword with all his might.

At this moment, the three-pointed double-edged sword was no longer a cold weapon; it seemed to transform into a golden lightning bolt, tearing through the distorted space with overwhelming force, heading straight for the fragments of the Chaos Pearl.

The turbulent currents of spacetime parted on either side of the blade, like subjects submitting to the majesty of a king.

"Yang Jian! You've gone mad!"

Nezha roared, his voice hoarse, almost drowned out by the howling of the spatial turbulence.

He watched helplessly as the three-pointed double-edged sword flew toward the fragment that sustained the souls of billions, his heart filled with despair and rage.

He exerted all his strength, injecting his last wisp of divine consciousness into the three-pointed double-edged sword that Yang Jian had thrown, not to enhance its destructive power, but to change its trajectory and guide it away from that fragile connection.

However, his consciousness was too weak, flickering like a candle in the wind amidst the turbulent flow of time and space.

The three-pointed double-edged sword, carrying Nezha's last desperate hope, accurately struck the fragment.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no earth-shattering roar, only the wailing of the turbulent flow of time and space and the mournful scream of a chaotic beast.

The fragment of the Chaos Pearl was not completely destroyed under the combined effect of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword and Nezha's divine consciousness. Instead, it shattered into smaller fragments, like specks of starlight, scattered in the turbulent flow of spacetime.

The billions of sparks of soul fire that were originally connected to the fragments now drifted aimlessly in the turbulent flow of spacetime, like kites with broken strings.

Nezha could no longer hold on, closed his eyes, and fainted.

With lightning speed, Yang Jian caught Nezha's falling body and held him protectively in his arms.

The turbulent flow of time and space was like a sharp blade, cutting through his protective golden light, but he remained unmoved, like a lion guarding its cubs.

"Roar!"

Sun Wukong let out a deafening roar, and the totem on the golden cudgel, in which all races worshipped, shone even brighter, like a burning sun illuminating this chaotic space-time.

He exerted all his strength to forcibly stabilize the collapsing spacetime and prevent it from further engulfing the human world.

The bronze patterns on the golden cudgel emitted a series of humming sounds, as if responding to his will and fighting alongside him against the erosion of chaos.

The chaotic beast let out a series of shrill screams as its massive body began to disintegrate, like a melting wax figure, turning into countless chaotic energies that dissipated into the void.

Its six blood-red eyes gradually dimmed and eventually closed completely.

That once invincible, ferocious chaotic beast that tried to devour everything was ultimately defeated by Sun Wukong's tenacity and Yang Jian's decisiveness.

Sun Wukong retracted his golden cudgel, his body swaying, almost unable to stand.

The golden-red flames on his body gradually died down, revealing his exhausted body.

He felt his strength had been completely drained, but his eyes remained firm, without the slightest hint of retreat.

Yang Jian brought the unconscious Nezha to Sun Wukong's side, and the three of them worked together to stabilize spacetime and prevent a greater disaster from occurring.

The fragmented spacetime is like a jigsaw puzzle, and through their efforts, it is gradually pieced together.

The human realm, on the verge of collapse, gradually stabilized, like a patient who had survived a catastrophe, slowly regaining its vitality.

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, absorbing the remaining chaotic energy, and his cultivation level rose to a new level. He felt his power was stronger and more stable.

He looked at the unconscious Nezha, then at the pale-faced Yang Jian, his heart filled with emotion.

"This time... it's all thanks to you all."

Sun Wukong's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was full of gratitude.

Yang Jian forced a smile, shook his head, and remained silent.

As he watched the spacetime gradually stabilize, he was filled with lingering fear.

If it weren't for Sun Wukong's persistence and Nezha's discovery, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Wake up."

Yang Jian gently patted Nezha's cheek.

Nezha slowly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and only came to his senses after a moment.

He struggled to sit up, looked at Sun Wukong, then at Yang Jian, and weakly asked:
"we won?"

"Won."

The smoke of battle seemed to slowly settle in the void, but there was not a trace of joy of victory inside the Qitian Palace.

The star map on the roof of the palace turned, reflecting the solemn immortals standing below. Their gazes, filled with awe and complex emotions, converged on the figure on the high seat.

Sun Wukong leaned back on the throne, his skin still bearing the scorched marks of chaos from the broken parts of his golden chainmail. His golden cudgel lay across his knees, as if he were a giant beast taking a short rest.

Those fiery eyes that once pierced through the netherworld were now half-closed, scrutinizing the lingering, still-unsettled ripples of time and space deep within the palace.

Those ripples were the spatial damage left behind after the Golden Cudgel transformed into a colossal pillar that forcefully blocked the chaotic passage.

"Yang Jian."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful pressure, piercing the silence of the hall.

Yang Jian, who was protecting the unconscious Nezha, immediately knelt on one knee. His left arm, which had been severed at the elbow, was sealed by celestial light, and his breathing was also unstable.
"Chen is here!"

How badly is Nezha injured?

Sun Wukong's gaze fell on Nezha, whose black aura seemed to be spreading between his brows.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Jian's voice was urgent.

"His origin is deeply affected by the poison of chaos and the backlash from the turbulent flow of time and space. His soul seems to be disturbed by the resentment of billions of living souls when the fragments of the Chaos Pearl dissipated, and there is a danger of it dissipating! I have urgently placed him in the alchemy furnace in the Tushita Palace to nurture him, using the pure yang energy of the nine revolutions in the furnace to protect his body, and using the Heart-Cleansing Mantra of Laozi to suppress the soul injury. However... the situation is still not optimistic!"

Yang Jian's third eye swept over Nezha's pale face, which was covered with strange black markings, with deep fear.

The cracks left by the broken sand table seemed to be etched into the heart lake of the Heavenly Court.

Sun Wukong nodded slowly, his gaze shifting to the old man standing respectfully below:
"Venus."

Venus quickly stepped forward, holding a shimmering jade scroll in his hand, densely covered with battle damage and urgent reports from various locations; the numbers were shocking.
"Your Majesty, in this battle, the false Lord of Dark Star, Siyao, has been beheaded, and his core ferocious beast incarnation has been destroyed. Although the fragments of the Chaos Pearl could not be recovered, its original portal has been completely destroyed by Your Majesty's divine might. The foundation of the Three Realms has been spared from collapse, however..."

He took a deep breath, his voice heavy as a mountain pressing down:

"However, the disaster is severe. This battle has decimated the elite Heavenly Army of the Heavenly River by more than 30%, with countless wounded. Those who ventured deep into the Black Mist Swamp and those guarding the giant pillar of the Golden Cudgel suffered from the dual erosion of the Chaos Poison and the spatial-temporal turbulence, damaging their souls and bones, beyond the reach of ordinary elixirs. The ley lines of Kunlun Mountain's Jade Void Peak have collapsed due to the power of chaos and the aftershocks of the fierce battle, with turbid air overflowing and attracting demons and ferocious beasts from all around, causing widespread panic and flight. And the greatest hidden danger..." He looked up at Sun Wukong, his voice hoarse, "is none other than the fragments of the Chaos Pearls scattered throughout the Three Realms! The primordial power of chaos they contain is like a plague, causing ferocious beasts to rage even more violently wherever they touch, and even forcibly drawing in and merging the souls of mortals! The living have lost their minds and become demons, while the dead are consumed by resentment and stagnation... The human world has become a purgatory! Many city god temples have been destroyed by panicked refugees, and the power of incense and faith is on the verge of collapse!"

"Purgatory?"

Sun Wukong's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes showing no pity, only a mountain-like solemnity and a hint of barely perceptible violence.

He was no longer the Monkey King who acted solely on loyalty; he knew that beneath this throne lay an immense burden.

This "purgatory" is a thorny path he must clear away.

"Yang Jian, you are hereby ordered to lead the elite of the Dou Department to draw upon the pure waters of the Heavenly River to cleanse Kunlun of its filth and turbidity! The thirty-six righteous gods of the Lei Department shall be mobilized to draw upon the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder to purify the lands where demons and evil breed, day and night. Any mischievous spirits or ferocious beasts corrupted by chaos shall be killed on the spot without prior notice! Furthermore, the Siqi Department shall assist in restoring the Jade Void Peak's earth veins within ten days to stabilize Kunlun!"

The order was firm and decisive.

"Order the Pill Refining Department and the Medicine Hall to empty the Heavenly Treasury! Spare no expense to heal all the wounded soldiers! The Heavenly Garden will provide all the antidotes and soul-soothing medicines needed in the mortal realm without delay! As for the spiritual materials Nezha needs, even if it's just the branches of the Taiyin Moon Laurel or the stamens of the Yaochi Golden Lotus, go and cut them down immediately! Tell Laozi that if Nezha cannot be saved, his Tushita Palace need not be opened!"

Upon hearing this, a suppressed gasp filled the hall.

"Venus, oversee the reconstruction of the Three Realms! Wherever chaos has eroded, the Heavenly Court has allocated celestial jade and spiritual crystals to draw upon the pure energy of the Nine Heavens to cleanse the filth day and night, restoring a habitable realm. The Duty Officers, Mountain Gods, and Earth Gods have been dispatched to appease the people and proclaim the might of the new Heavenly Emperor! A decree has been issued to the Three Realms: This calamity was caused by the collusion between the remnants of the old dynasty, 'Dark Star,' and chaos. The Heavenly Court has already annihilated its leader, and the names of its chief physician of the Medicine Hall and Dark Star's henchmen have been proclaimed throughout the world! The faith of mortals must not be shaken! Furthermore…"

Sun Wukong's voice suddenly turned sharp, and his gaze swept across the immortals in the hall like cold lightning.

"Immediately establish the 'Investigating Council,' personally headed by Venus, wielding the Heavenly Emperor's decree! Even a mere head of the Medicine Hall can be a false ruler of the Dark Star, and a mere treasury official can detonate a core spiritual vein! How many more rats are hiding in the gutter of this Heavenly Court? Dig them out! Investigate to the very end, regardless of celestial rank or the extent of involvement, expose those who—"

He paused for a moment, then uttered three cold words.

"The God-Slaying Platform!"

As the last three words were uttered, the temperature in the entire Qitian Palace seemed to drop several degrees.

A series of orders boomed like thunder, outlining the new Heavenly Emperor's iron-fisted and thunderous methods.

The immortals fell silent and responded in unison, "We will obey the Great Sage's decree!"

Sun Wukong's cold decree swept through the Qitian Palace like a raging storm from the heavens, each word carrying the weight of iron and blood.

"I will obey the Great Sage's decree!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the immortals in the hall roared, their voices shaking the heavens, their trembling mixed with a resolute determination ignited by absolute power.

There was no time to celebrate victory, no space to mourn the casualties. The Three Realms were like a huge wound that had been torn apart and barely stitched up. At this moment, only a full-force struggle could sustain life.

A flash of divine light appeared at the severed point of Yang Jian's left arm, transforming into a silver arm formed from pure lightning power.

He suddenly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the Thunder General Doubu behind him, who was already unable to contain his fighting spirit.

Without a word, golden light burst forth from the third eye, directly connecting with the Marshal of the Fighting Department's natal star chart!

"Thirty-six righteous gods of the Thunder Department, heed my command!"

"Djinn God!"

"The general is here!"

The giant, whose voice was like muffled thunder, stepped forward.

"Gather all the heavenly soldiers and set off immediately for Kunlun Jade Void Peak! Draw up the Purple Heaven Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder Array, placing its core at the fracture point of the earth's veins! Wherever filth rises and ferocious beasts roam, there is no need for discrimination; cleanse the land with thunder and fire!"

"Order!"

The giant spirit turned and strode out of the hall, followed closely by the thunderous warriors. Instantly, the deep, rumbling war drums and rallying cries resounded outside the hall.

"The Twenty-Eight Mansions!"

"Chen is here!"

Twenty-eight figures, each with a unique shape and dazzling starlight, bowed in unison.

"Based on the Four Symbols, deploy the 'Spirit-Guiding and Purifying Meridian Array' of the celestial constellations! Mobilize the power of all the stars in the heavens to suppress evil spirits and draw in the pure flow of the Milky Way! You are given three hours to ensure that the starlight covers the entire Kunlun region!"

"Accept the decree!"

The twenty-eight constellations transformed into streams of light and disappeared outside the palace gates.

"The rest of the generals of the Dou tribe, follow me to Kunlun!"

Yang Jian's voice was deep, and as his vertical eye opened and closed, a silver light pierced through the space, directly opening a void passage to the summit of Kunlun Mountain!

He picked up the still unconscious Nezha, turned around and disappeared into the passage, giving a heavy nod in the direction of Sun Wukong.

Within the void passage, one could vaguely see a torrent of silver water rushing forth—that was the Heavenly River Clear Stream that he had secretly mobilized when he received the imperial decree!

At this moment, the waters of the Milky Way are about to flow directly into the polluted Kunlun earth veins through the secret techniques of the Doubu.

The immortal official in charge of destiny at the Dan Ding Si held Sun Wukong's edict, his hands trembling, cold sweat soaking through his brocade robe.

The words "at all costs" and the "lunar laurel branch and golden lotus stamen of Yaochi" that Nezha needed were like branding irons.

"Quick! Quick!"

The Celestial Official of Fate shrieked and rushed out of the hall.

"Issue my decree! Open the Seven Treasures Glazed Furnace, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Furnace, the Eight Meridians Divine Furnace... all top-tier cauldrons must be preheated immediately! All pharmacists and alchemists, drop everything and refine the 'Nine-Turn Soul-Cleansing Pill' and the 'Primordial Miasma-Dispelling Powder' at full speed! Materials? If there are no materials, go and steal them from the herb garden! Laurel branches? Cut down that ten-thousand-year-old one in the Jade Toad Palace! Golden lotus stamens? Pick the most beautiful ones from the Jade Pool Immortal Island! Tell the flower goddess guarding them that this is the Great Sage's decree; anyone who dares to obstruct it will be annihilated, body and soul!"

The Celestial Official of Fate had a ferocious expression, completely devoid of his usual ethereal demeanor, now resembling a crazed gambler who had staked his life on something else.

The Dan Ding Division instantly became the hottest place in the Heavenly Court.

At the same time, thousands of alchemy furnaces were lit, and the various colors of true fire illuminated the immortal clouds in a magnificent way, also casting countless figures who were so busy that they were almost exhausted.

The medicinal herbs poured into the furnace like a waterfall, and the celestial children moved about like lightning, filling the air with a strong, pungent aroma of hundreds of medicinal herbs.

Even more striking was the white-haired old immortal, holding a whisk, personally presiding over the enormous Bagua furnace in the Tushita Palace. He used his natal true essence to ignite the furnace fire, and the pure yang energy of the Nine Revolutions rose and steamed, heavily enveloping Nezha's body on the central jade platform—Laojun's face was no longer composed, only solemn.

At the same time, a large number of prepared detoxifying and calming pills were packaged into countless shimmering jade bottles.

The celestial officials and divine servants belonging to the Hall of Medicine and the Department of Alchemy carried these life-saving medicine bottles on their backs and flew like arrows to the human towns in the lower realm that were most severely affected by the disaster and the purification outposts in the midst of fierce battles.

The moment Venus received the command, he was like a taut bowstring.

He quickly summoned the divine projections of the duty officers, the local land gods, and the gods of mountains, rivers, and the state, and opened a huge three-dimensional "Three Realms Spirit Map" on one side of the hall.

The map was filled with ominous light, especially at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and where several fragments of Chaos Pearls had fallen.

(End of this chapter)