Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 572

Rumble…

The sound of stars being torn apart from the depths of the Kunlun Mountains abruptly stopped, as if choked by an invisible hand.

The spreading cracks in the earth stopped expanding instantly, and the swirling debris and dust at the edges slid down silently.

High above, the surging torrent of the Milky Way seemed to crash into an invisible embankment of the Guixu River. The violent waters suddenly froze for a moment, and then, with a sense of unease, slowly flowed back along the ancient course of the Milky Way.

The shattered sky creaked under its own weight, the torrent of stars receded and was pulled back, and the chaotic celestial phenomena calmed down under this stable support.

Yang Jian's third eye between his eyebrows finally closed slowly, leaving a solidified golden mark on his vertical eye.

He could no longer hold on; his massive, mountain-like body swayed, then fell straight backward, kicking up a cloud of dust and rubble.

In the direction of the Tushita Palace, the violent energy turbulence had subsided. Purple energy rose again from the alchemy furnace, slowly enveloping the now calm Nezha.

The shocking purplish-black cracks on the lotus root body faded away, leaving only fine silver patterns imprinted on the flesh and bones like star trails. Deep in the chest, a totem core, echoing the dark gold circuit of the divine stake, pulsated weakly and continuously, like a newly born chaotic spark.

Laozi collapsed by the stove, his white hair as white as snow spread across the ground, his face ashen, but he still tightly gripped his whisk in his hand.

At the summit of Kunlun, the wind still howls fiercely. Only that divine pillar stands steadfast through the ages, its dark gold inscriptions flowing in the sunlight.

Sun Wukong stood at the edge of the newly formed rift in the earth's veins, his body covered in blood. Golden blood dripped down his broken chainmail, burning glaring marks on the scorched ground.

He slowly raised his battered arm and looked down at the wound on his palm that had almost torn his divine body apart.

There, the ground was charred black, its edges mingled with divine golden light and the primordial power from the chaotic core of the earth, which was not yet fully tamed—a power like a subdued ancient beast, lurking within him, bringing both tearing pain and an unimaginable surge of vitality.

The wind at the summit of Kunlun Mountain, carrying the stench of blood, licked the wound that ran across Sun Wukong's arm.

The blood, which had once shone like molten gold, had congealed into a dull, charred black, mixed with a viscous purple hue, and was slowly pulsating at the edge of the wound.

He instinctively used his profound skills to repair the wound, but as soon as a wisp of magic power touched the wound, a shocking change occurred!
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As if boiling oil had been poured onto snow, the charred wound suddenly rolled back, and from beneath it emerged hundreds of eerie purple tentacles, finer than a hair, greedily piercing into the flesh and blood of the surrounding divine body.

The excruciating pain felt like millions of steel needles piercing his soul simultaneously, causing Sun Wukong to groan and stagger.

Even more terrifying is that wherever the purple veins passed, the dark golden flesh mutated and hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a strange texture like hard ice crystals!

"Beast!"

He roared, desperately trying to suppress it by activating his Battle Profound Technique. A piercing metallic scraping sound rang out from inside his arm, but the mutated "growth" showed no sign of slowing down—this chaotic power was using the restorative divine blood of his supreme divine body as the richest nourishment!
"Buzz... Clang—"

The towering pillars behind them simultaneously emitted a buzzing sound!

The newly formed, dark gold runes on the pillar, which stabilized the Kunlun earth veins, flickered and twisted, and deep within the mercury-flowing patterns, fine, cold black rhombus patterns faintly emerged.

The pattern was sharp and disordered, clearly of the same origin as the markings on the Dark Star False Lord captured from the Tushita Palace!
The cornerstone of Kunlun has been defiled!
"Stabilize the alchemy furnace! Protect Laozi's primordial spirit!"

The Tushita Palace was a scene of purgatory.

The Nine-Turn Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace trembled violently, the golden liquid runes flowing on the furnace body twisted and melted, and turbid purple-black flames surged from the furnace mouth, mixed with sharp soul howls that swept through the palace.

On the lotus platform inside the furnace, the silver patterns around Nezha's body broke off inch by inch, and the chaotic fire seed in his chest, which was of the same origin as the Kunlun Divine Pillar, throbbed violently like a living thing! Each commotion caused a viscous purplish-black energy tide to explode outwards, like ripples of destruction.

"Ugh—!"

Nezha's eyes were a chaotic mix of crimson gold and abyssal purple-red, his consciousness rising and falling in the boundless darkness.

He clearly "saw" the twisted dark star patterns on the Kunlun Divine Stake, as if iron chains were tightly binding his nascent "chaotic fire seed".

Those runes are the key!
It was violently pulling, trying to forcibly ignite the struggling, nascent cosmic light within its chest into another world-destroying furnace that would burn away the three realms!

"Stop! Get out of the way!"

His soul was screaming.

"Hoohoo!"

A scorching energy storm shattered the inner palace's barrier, causing the golden phantom of Taiyi Zhenren to flicker and nearly disintegrate. Nezha's remaining consciousness held only one thought: Kunlun, the divine pillar, the dark gold runes… they shared the same origin as the "fire seed" within him! They were stimulating and summoning each other, heading towards a shared… loss of control and madness!

Rumble——!
Deep within the scorched earth of Beiju Luzhou, a massive rift valley, like a demon's wound, suddenly reopened. A foul purple light shot into the sky, illuminating the desolate landscape.

At the heart of the rift valley, a massive "nest" made of intertwined flesh, broken city bricks, and twisted ancient trees is rapidly taking shape.

The turbid chaotic liquid boiled and churned within, constantly attracting and devouring the specks of purple light surging in from all directions—those fragments of chaotic beads scattered across the earth, like venomous bees returning to their nest!
At the very core of the lair, a huge amethyst fragment shaped like a crescent moon was deeply embedded in the "flesh and blood," and within the crystal was the body of a boy with his eyes closed—the very boy whom Wukong had saved that day!

His skin was pale, except for the complex pattern of boiling dark gold and dark purple etched on his chest. The energy fluctuations at the core of the pattern resonated strangely with the rampaging energy at the top of Kunlun Mountain and the Tushita Palace!
"High-energy convergence point detected! Frequency... locked!"

Arriving on a cloud, the Celestial Official of Fate, holding the Exquisite Spirit-Measuring Jade Tablet, suddenly raised his voice and changed tone, his eyes filled with indescribable horror.

"It...it actually...is exactly in sync with the energy peak deep within the Kunlun Divine Peak! Repeat: It's in sync with the core area where the Great Sage Equal to Heaven resides! The deviation...is less than one ten-thousandth!"

The wind swept past the tattered camp flags, emitting a mournful wail like that of ghosts.

The giant spirit, covered in blood, with his giant hammer planted firmly on the ground, suddenly looked up at the sound. His eyes, which seemed to pierce through the demonic aura, were fixed on the blinding spot on the jade tablet that was flashing wildly, pointing towards Kunlun and perfectly overlapping with the nest below.

A chilling, terrifying thought crawled like a venomous snake into the minds of all the heavenly soldiers and generals: the newly appointed Great Sage, the head of the Heavenly Court, actually shares the same origin as the core of this chaotic lair?!

Inside the Tushita Palace. Boom—!
The entire palace trembled violently, and the glazed roof cracked with spiderweb-like fissures. Nezha stood tall amidst the raging torrent of purple-gold flames, his seven orifices spewing forth foul blood and turbid light. The beam of light shooting from the chaotic fire seed in his chest pierced through the nine layers of heaven, and the thousand-year-old fortifications of the Tushita Palace crumbled amidst mournful cries.

"Nezha!" Laozi's whisk burned, his beard and hair charred, as he rushed into the out-of-control vortex.

"Guide... Dark Star Origin... Kill me... Quickly!"

Nezha roared intermittently, each word accompanied by the spitting out of deep purple crystal fragments.

On the summit of Kunlun.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes cracked and bled, his left arm was covered in cold amethyst, the clusters of crystals like vines frantically coiling and devouring his divine body, heading straight for his heart. He let out a low roar and raised his claw to pierce his chest!

Tsk-!
Blood gushed out, and the exposed heart was wrapped in chaotic purple silk into a pulsating purple cocoon, resonating and clamoring with the dark runes of the divine pillar on the mountain peak like venomous snakes coiling around it.

"Old Sun's bones... are truly cursed!"

He exhaled scalding hot breath from between his teeth.

Luzhou Great Abyss.

"Roar--!"

The flesh-and-blood furnace roared like a ferocious beast, and flames shot into the sky.

The crescent-shaped crystal that imprisoned the boy melted into the furnace core, and the boy's eyelids suddenly opened, revealing pure chaotic vortexes in his pupils.

"Synchronization rate... off the charts! Great Sage... Nest..."

The Celestial Official of Fate stared at the shattered jade tablet in his hand, his face ashen.

Inside the Qitian Palace.

"The evidence is irrefutable!" A celestial official, his beard and hair bristling, held up the fragment of the spirit tablet. "The divine pillar's anomaly, the berserk state of the Tushita Heaven, and the calamity in the mortal realm are all in sync with His Majesty's core power! This is not protection, but rather... the pull of chaos! I beseech the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King to make a judgment!"

Li Jing stood as firm as iron, the Linglong Pagoda shimmering with divine light, yet his gaze was fixed on the three overlapping energy trajectories on the Spirit Jade Tablet. The pagoda's light locked the assembled immortals in the hall, the atmosphere within tense as a taut bowstring, the boundaries between war and betrayal, faith and doubt, were crumbling.

The gale-force winds, like billions of steel blades scraping bone, tore at the summit of Kunlun.

Sun Wukong endured the piercing cold and excruciating pain caused by the amethyst mutation spreading from his left arm to his heart; every bone unique to the stone monkey groaned under the unbearable strain. His fiery eyes shone forth, his divine sense spreading like a net, and three wildly turbulent, heterogeneous, and seemingly identical chaotic energy fields pierced his senses like burning branding irons—

Behind him, the dark gold runes on the Kunlun Divine Pillar, which once contained the power to establish the primordial order, were now being tainted and covered by surging, cold, and sharp dark star black crystal symbols. From the depths of the stone pillar's base came a muffled roar as if the earth's veins were about to collapse, like the dying cry of an ancient behemoth.

Far away in the depths of the Heavenly Realm, the energy storm emanating from the direction of the Tushita Palace was as violent as a star core exploding. Through the chaotic energy, he could clearly "see" that within the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the Chaos Fire Seed in Nezha's chest, forcibly tempered with the fire seeds of his myriad races and Laozi's life's true essence, had gone out of control and rampaged. Purple-black rays of destruction pierced through layers of palaces, casting an eerie, demonic purple hue upon the Nine Heavens' clouds! Nezha's remaining consciousness emitted a desperate roar that tore through the void: "Senior brother! Kill me! Born of the Dark Star… only… death will cleanse!"

The three of them groveled on the ravaged land of Beiju Luzhou. At the center of that nest formed from flesh, city bricks, and ancient wood, on the chest of the imprisoned boy, a dazzling pattern of fused dark gold and eerie purple was devouring the chaotic fragments of power that had gathered within a thousand miles. Although its scale was far inferior to the Kunlun Divine Pillar, the evil rhythm within it that stirred the dormant power deep within his own blood and soul was like a malignant sore that clung to his bones!
The three overlapping trajectories locked by the Heavenly Court's Spiritual Jade pierced through the clouds and appeared before his eyes. The suddenly cooled air in the Qitian Palace, Li Jing's increasingly deep gaze as he gripped the pagoda, and the celestial official's sharp accusations—all suspicions and doubts had condensed into cold blades hanging behind him!
Time was compressed into a desperate crack.

Buzz…!
As if sensing something, the golden cudgel emitted a mournful cry that seemed to pierce through clouds and split rocks from its waist, and the chaotic light on the cudgel pulsed in sync with the dark star patterns on the Kunlun Divine Pillar!

Without hesitation! There was no way out!

"Heaven and earth bear witness! This old Sun's bones..." A deafening roar overwhelmed all the noise in the Three Realms! Sun Wukong's only remaining right arm bulged with muscles, his five fingers forming claws, burning with the last of his original divine blood, and fiercely plunged into his left chest, which was already covered by amethyst!

Swish——!!

Skin torn open! Bones broken!
Dark purple crystals and gilded divine blood erupted like volcanic lava! He didn't rip out his heart, but instead, with unparalleled physical strength and fighting will, he forcefully tore open the passage connecting his heart to the spreading, mutated area! In his chest, amidst the torn flesh and tendons, the golden cudgel connected to his soul and now tainted by chaos, was violently thrust into him!

One end! A massive wound, deeply embedded in his chest, churning with the primordial chaos and divine blood essence!
On the other end! It plunged fiercely into the deep earth veins churning with dark star black crystals deep within the foundation of the Kunlun Divine Pillar behind it!
"Build a bridge—!!"

The body became a terrifying furnace!

The violent, out-of-control, and raging dark star power of the Kunlun Divine Stake, which was about to tear apart the foundation of the earth's veins, surged into the "bridge" formed by the Golden Cudgel!
The remaining chaotic origin, divine blood power, and even the most essential undying will within Sun Wukong's body were also violently drawn in by this powerful channel, like boiling lava flowing upstream, crashing into the Golden Cudgel and piercing towards the Kunlun Divine Stake at the other end!

At this moment, he is the eye of the storm!
The bridge formed by the Golden Cudgel erupted with a blinding light from the beginning of chaos the moment it was sifted by the energy of the divine pillar's earth veins and Wukong's original essence, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the cudgel's body.

The rod trembled and hummed violently, emitting a mournful cry that was billions of times heavier than the Iron Needle of the East Sea. The totem of the worship of the fire seed of all races engraved on the rod and the ferocious dark star black crystal devoured and twisted each other, intertwining into a boiling energy flow.

Dark gold and murky purplish-black swirled and collided wildly on the surface of the rod like living things. Each collision unleashed tiny lightning bolts that tore through the void, emitting a terrifying sizzling sound like boiling oil frying star debris!
The bridge is collapsing! Yet, it is being forcibly held together again and again by this torrent of energy that transcends the comprehension of the three realms!

“Ahhhhh——!”

This excruciating pain and energy pull, exceeding the limits of what even gods and demons could endure, caused Sun Wukong to let out a deafening roar that shook the universe.

Amidst the howling, his indestructible body was spreading with dazzling purplish-black crystalline patterns along his brutally torn chest and shoulders.

The patterns, like living glaciers, instantly swallowed most of his arm, covering his neck and head, as if even his Vajra Dao Fruit was about to be completely frozen and sealed into the eternal chaotic dark stone by this terrifying assimilating power.

Even more deadly was that when the energy of the Chaos Bridge, built upon his flesh, blood, soul, and Kunlun, pierced through the barriers of time and space and crashed into the core of the Tushita Palace, Nezha's body, which was nearly exhausted, suddenly emitted an unprecedentedly intense and evil light.

"Uh... bridge..."

Nezha's consciousness, already blurred by the burning of the chaotic fire, was forcibly infused with this ancient and violent chaotic will of the same origin. His remaining body trembled violently, and his last half-sentence was annihilated in the dark purple crystal mist churning in his throat.

The core of the "Chaotic Fire Seed" in his chest greedily absorbed the power from the Wukong Divine Bridge. Instead of being appeased, it was like a ferocious beast that had been thirsty for thousands of years suddenly receiving a great nourishment. The purplish-black flame suddenly expanded outward several times.

Long whips of viscous flame, composed of pure destructive energy, disregarded spatial distance, pierced through the broken alchemy furnace and barrier, and precisely locked onto all locations in the Three Realms that had been infected and out of control by the fragments of chaos! One of the thickest whips of dark flame, like a giant python from the underworld, pierced through the void and rushed straight toward the newly formed flesh-and-blood furnace deep in the Luzhou Rift Valley!
(End of this chapter)