Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 580

The orders were issued swiftly and rapidly, and the enormous machine of Heaven instantly sprang into action.

Sun Wukong stepped out of the Qitian Palace and looked toward the three directions where smoke was rising.

The golden cudgel in his hand emitted a deep dragon's roar, and the golden light of merit flowing on the cudgel seemed to sense the weight of the new calamity, its light restrained yet resilient.

"The calamity is cleared, chaos rises again... What a fine start to gathering dust!" The golden light in his eyes boiled like molten lava. "Since the karmic dust has gathered and the demonic embryo has been born, then let me, Old Sun, overturn the heavens and the earth! Let's see if your karmic demons grow faster, or if my golden cudgel can sweep them away cleanly!"

His figure transformed into a golden rainbow that tore through the sky, carrying the fierce battle clouds of Nezha and the Heavenly River Navy, and rushed straight towards the boiling and roaring fire rift valley of Beiju Luzhou!
A more bizarre and dangerous catastrophe, born from "purification," has descended upon the Three Realms.

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Southern Jambudvipa, the Forest of Rejuvenation.

The auspicious clouds have shattered, and the once pristine and ethereal land of restoration has become a hellish inferno.

The once hopeful spiritual fields and medicinal gardens are now covered with mottled bloodstains and broken magical artifacts.

The roars and the clash of weapons, mixed with frenzied curses, shattered the restored tranquility.

Yang Jian's third eye on his forehead opened wide in anger, but the silver light flickered uncertainly like a trapped beast. Each time he forced it to be activated, countless twisted and writhing transparent phantoms appeared in his vision—karmic spirits!
They are formless and intangible, yet like maggots clinging to bones, they burrow into the seven orifices of living beings along with the pure and spiritual energy, greedily sucking up thoughts of fear, greed, anger, and jealousy, then amplifying them a hundredfold and spitting them back into the host's Niwan Palace.

"My achievement! Who dares to steal it!" A cultivator with bloodshot eyes stabbed his companion in the back with a poisoned flying sword. The astonishment in the companion's eyes was instantly replaced by the same madness, and he retaliated by unleashing a palm strike of lightning.

"Kill! Kill them all! The immortal destiny is mine!" Several heavenly soldiers defected, the thunder runes on their armor fading, but their weapons were used to slash at their comrades.

Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword transformed into silver lightning, precisely knocking away a demonic cultivator who was lunging at the Earth God.

But his hand holding the knife trembled, and a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his brow and third eye. Each time he tried to see the spirit's true form, countless murmurs flooded his soul:

"Look at those celestial officials... distributing merits from their lofty perch... You, Yang Jian, have toiled for a thousand years, seeking judicial fairness? What a joke! When have they ever been truly impartial? You are nothing but a manipulated lackey! Tear this hypocritical order to shreds!"

"Pure spiritual energy...a gift from Heaven? It's poison! It's feeding the demons in our hearts! What's the use of staying awake? Only succumbing is liberation!"

These thoughts strangely resonated with his deep-seated concerns about the malpractices of the Heavenly Court and his almost obsessive pursuit of absolute justice.

The Heavenly Eye, this supernatural power that sees the origin, has now become a bridge for karmic obstacles and evil spirits to invade!
At the edge of those silver vertical pupils, a barely perceptible, transparent ripple, seemingly originating from the spirit itself, appeared.

"God of Justice!" The Earth God's voice was hoarse, his old face splattered with blood. "The Tranquilizing Mantra is useless! The Thunder God's soldiers... are starting to go out of control too!"

He pointed to a small team of Thunder Gods who had been ordered to come to the rescue. Their bodies were surrounded by chaotic lightning, and their eyes were gradually being swallowed up by the chaos.

Yang Jian grunted, forcibly suppressing the turbulent thoughts and demons swirling in his mind.

The Heavenly Eye's silver light surged once more, finally capturing a core trajectory—in the void, a transparent vortex, condensed from billions of greedy obsessions and reliant on pure spiritual energy, was silently chuckling, releasing even more invisible spiritual energy.

It has no physical form and cannot be harmed by magic or weapons!
Only... the absolute clarity and selflessness that originate from the depths of the soul can disregard its allure and even turn it against you!

Buddhism... the Zen mind of selflessness! A glimmer of understanding flashed through Yang Jian's mind, but his obsession with "judicial justice" stood like a rock, and he could not reach the state of Zen mind at this moment!
Beiju Luzhou, Jingye Valley.

This place is no longer a scene of the human world, but a boiling inferno of hell.

The bottomless rift was completely torn open by the violent force, and the surging dark red magma, like the arteries of a giant beast, flowed and spread across the scorched earth, devouring the newly built houses and surviving vegetation along the way.

The sky over half of Luzhou was dyed crimson by the scorching smoke and dust.

The Xuanyu Canal that once bound the earth's fire has long since melted and evaporated.

At the heart of the flowing lava stands a colossal statue that reaches the heavens and the earth—composed of solidified and melted obsidian and molten lava. Its features are blurred, except for a huge, dark red crystal embedded in its chest that pulsates like a heart. Inside the crystal, the figure of the young man Jin can be vaguely seen, his eyes being pure chaotic vortexes.

Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, hovered in mid-air. The raging dragon of flames pierced out by his Fire-Tipped Spear crashed into the raised arm of the magma giant, exploding into a sky full of flowing fire, but leaving only a crater on the giant's arm that was quickly filled by lava.

The colossus swung its hand back, and a gigantic palm carrying tens of thousands of tons of lava came crashing down, distorting the very space itself! The Hun Tian Ling transformed into a crimson canopy to desperately resist it, but with a hissing sound, its precious light rapidly dimmed!
"Nezha! Lackey of the Heavenly Court!" Jin's voice came from inside the giant statue, twisted and grand, accompanied by the rumbling of the earth's veins, echoing throughout the entire Luzhou. "Look at your 'purification'! Draining the essence of the earth, severing the earth's veins and bones, planting these poisonous herbs that suck resentment! You call it restoration, but in reality you are refining the Three Realms into a furnace for your eternal rule! This is the truly unforgivable crime!"

The crystal in the giant's chest cavity suddenly burst forth with blinding light, and hundreds of magma whips lashed out at Nezha! The Wind-Fire Wheels spun rapidly, narrowly navigating through the crimson inferno, a piece of clothing being grazed and instantly turned to ashes.

Nezha was deeply shaken. Jin's accusations vaguely stung the ancient anger that he had felt when he was corrupted by the Chaos Fire Seed, an anger originating from the heavens and earth themselves.

Just then, a golden bolt of lightning that cleaved the sky crashed down!

"Bah!"

Sun Wukong's figure appeared in the golden rainbow, his golden cudgel carrying the power to split mountains and cleave seas, slamming hard into the shoulder of the magma giant!
boom--! ! !
Amidst a deafening roar like an avalanche, the obsidian shoulder armor shattered, and crimson lava spurted out like blood.

The colossus roared in agony, its massive body staggering backward, carving deep trenches in the earth, spewing lava everywhere.

"Little monkey! You've come too?" Jhin's voice was filled with sarcasm and deep-seated hatred. "Have you come to witness the collapse of your hypocritical order? Or do you want to 'purify' once again?"

The colossus steadied itself, magma churning at its shattered shoulder before rapidly healing, and the crystal on its chest shone even brighter. Sun Wukong landed, his golden cudgel pointing diagonally at the colossus, the golden light of merit flowing across its blade intertwining with the remaining amethyst patterns.

Ignoring Jin's roar, his fiery eyes pierced through layers of lava and crystal, locking onto the boy's true form at the crystal's core. However, what he saw made his pupils shrink—

The Chaos Seed, deeply embedded in Jin's chest, was no longer an independent foreign object!

Countless fine, hair-like "roots" flowing with dark gold and fiery red light spread out from the seed and deeply penetrated into the surging torrent of lava below!

The seeds and the lava of the earth's veins are now as closely connected as the heart and blood vessels, beating in unison!
The immense and violent power of the earth's core is continuously flowing into the seeds, and then radiating throughout the entire Luzhou through the colossus!

If the earth is destroyed, the veins of the earth will be shattered, and the entire Northern Continent will be completely submerged in the raging magma!
Deep in the Kunlun Mountains, a new vein of spiritual jade has emerged.

The former brilliance has been replaced by a deathly, purplish-black chill.

The entrance to the mine was sealed by a huge phantom of a Bagua (Eight Trigrams), but it could not stop the eerie chill that kept seeping out from inside, chilling the mind to the bone.

Deep inside the mine, the scene was horrifying.

The crystal-clear jade mine walls are covered with countless dark star-shaped crystals that shimmer with an eerie light. They pulsate slowly like living things, constantly assimilating and devouring the pure jade, transforming it into more cold amethyst.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of purplish-black frost, and several completely crystallized celestial soldiers remained in fighting or fleeing postures, their faces frozen in extreme fear and madness.

The Bagua Furnace floats in front of the giant crystal cluster at the core of the mine. The furnace wall is no longer the simple bronze color, but is covered with spider web-like purplish-black cracks.

The Taoist immortal runes that were originally flowing on the furnace body are now being forcibly covered, twisted, and devoured by those moving dark star patterns!
The purple-gold flames inside the furnace dimmed like a flickering candle in the wind, emitting a painful hum.

The Supreme Lord Laozi, his hair and beard disheveled, a wisp of pale golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, formed hand seals and frantically poured all his life's power into the furnace, attempting to stabilize the violently trembling chaotic mother core embryo at the core array eye.

"Laojun! We can't control it anymore!" The Celestial Official of Fate's voice trembled. The Spirit-Testing Jade Tablet in his hand was covered in cracks, and the light spots representing the energy of the mother core were frantically jumping towards the pitch-black area representing "chaos annihilation." "The Dark Star Crystals are eroding the mother core in reverse! They want to be reborn through the furnace!"

"You wicked creatures!" Laozi's hair and beard bristled, his Daoist robes fluttered without wind, and his body erupted with a resolute, pure light, as if he were a martyr. "How dare you defile the source of the Dao!"

He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood containing his life essence onto the furnace wall. The blood light transformed into intricate Dao patterns, temporarily repelling the spreading dark star patterns.

However, the deepest cracks on the furnace wall, with their dark star patterns like the most insidious vines, actually wrapped around and gnawed at the Dao patterns formed from Laozi's essence blood, emitting a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

A wisp of extremely cold, chaotic intent, filled with destructive will, crept into his sea of ​​consciousness like a venomous snake, following the mental connection between Laozi and the Eight Trigrams Furnace:

"The Dao? What is the Dao? Order ultimately returns to chaos... Why struggle in vain... Merge into this eternal truth..."

Lao Jun's figure swayed, his face instantly turned ashen, and his eyes showed a moment of confusion and wavering.

In that instant, the Bagua Furnace trembled violently, and a crucial "Kan Shui" immortal seal on the furnace wall was completely covered and shattered by the dark star pattern!
The suppressed power of the Dark Star Crystal within the furnace, like a beast unleashed, mixed with the out-of-control aura of the Chaos Mother Core, transformed into a purplish-black torrent of destruction, crashing violently against the furnace wall seal!

The entire mine groaned under the strain, and the enormous phantom of the Bagua instantly dimmed!
The calamity of the Three Realms resonated at this moment!

Sun Wukong's golden eyes pierced through thousands of miles of space, simultaneously reflecting three desperate situations: Yang Jian struggled to hold on amidst the whispers of spirits, his Heavenly Eye clouded; Jin's earth fire colossus roared and condensed again, its lava fist smashing down on the devastated land; cracks spread across the walls of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Laozi coughed up blood, and the power of the Dark Star and Chaos was about to break free from its seal!

"Guided by the heart..."

The Buddha's verses resounded like thunder in Sun Wukong's turbulent soul.

That drop of heart-wrenching blood, hovering between destruction and despair, seemed to be burning hot again!
"I see!"

The flames of molten gold in Sun Wukong's eyes exploded with a roar, without the slightest hesitation.

He forcefully plunged his golden cudgel deep into the ground beneath his feet! Simultaneously, Buddhist and Taoist rays of light shot into the sky from both ends of the cudgel!

One end points straight to the Southern Continent!

Sun Wukong bent his left arm, drawing a Buddhist seal in the air. Boundless golden light radiated from his body, and a towering, wrathful Vajra image materialized behind him. He took a deep breath, as if inhaling all the impurities of the three realms, his chest pounding like a great bell. The six-syllable Buddhist mantra transformed into a thunderous sound that shattered all evil, resonating through time and space:
"Om!—Ma!—Ni!—Padme!—Hum!"

Each syllable was like a golden sun exploding in the sky above Nanzhanzhou! The radiant Buddha light shone everywhere, carrying the supreme power to cleanse the soul and dispel ignorance, instantly enveloping the entire Rejuvenation Forest!

The moment those formless and intangible karmic obstacles and spirits came into contact with this pure, selfless Zen light, they were like snow splashed on boiling water, emitting countless silent, extremely shrill screams, instantly vaporizing and evaporating! The core vortex that absorbed greed struggled and twisted wildly in the Buddha's light, and finally, like a dream bubble, it burst completely with a "pop"!
The cultivators and celestial soldiers, locked in a frenzied battle, suddenly froze. The bloodlust and madness in their eyes receded like a tide, leaving only bewilderment and the exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe. Yang Jian groaned, the transparent ripples in his vertical eye between his brows sizzling under the burning Buddhist light before dissipating into wisps of green smoke. He staggered, his third eye closing, a wisp of dark red blood sliding down from the corner of his eye, but his gaze finally regained its clarity, though deep within it lingered a trace of shock and profound understanding regarding his own "obsession."

At the other end, the staff guides Kunlun!

Sun Wukong's right arm muscles bulged, his five fingers forming claws, and he fiercely pierced the ground beneath his feet! He communicated with the Kunlun Divine Stake, which was transformed from the Golden Cudgel, and used the cudgel as a medium to ruthlessly extract the vast and boundless primordial power of the earth veins deep within the divine stake, which sustained the foundation of the Three Realms!

"Come here, Old Sun!"

A raging torrent of earth veins surged upwards along the Golden Cudgel, causing it to groan under the immense pressure, cracks instantly spreading across its surface! On the left side of the cudgel, the Vajra Dharma Image emanated a swirling swastika Buddhist seal; on the right side, the primordial earth veins surged with bluish-gray Daoist patterns! Buddhist light and Daoist charm, two primordial forces as powerful as if they had created the world, were forcibly melted and compressed within the Golden Cudgel by Sun Wukong's will!
"break!"

Sun Wukong roared, gripped his staff with both hands, and with all his might, slashed down at the core of the lava giant statue in Beiju Luzhou, at the chaotic seed that coexisted with the earth's veins!
This strike is no longer just pure power, but a fusion of the Buddhist Zen mind of selflessness illuminating the illusion and the vast origin of Taoism in governing the universe and regulating the earth's veins!
Golden and bluish-gray light streamed around the golden cudgel, transforming it into a heaven-splitting blade that tore through the sky and the earth!
The lava colossus controlled by Jin roared deafeningly, crossed its arms, and formed a giant lava shield that gathered the power of half of Luzhou's lungs to meet Bangmang!

(End of this chapter)