Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 620

However, the deep-seated problems persisted, and undercurrents were already brewing under the dawn:

Deep within the Heavenly Court.

The Antarctic Immortal stood alone atop the sea of ​​clouds. Within his wide robes, the jade talisman, which had been steadily heating up since the conflict at the Ascension Platform, was now greedily absorbing the extremely pure remnants of negative inner demons and the miasma of the Netherworld that remained in the laws of rebirth after the collapse of the corrupt inner demons.

The patterns on the jade talisman became dark and deep, faintly outlining a distorted "Lin" character emblem.

The old immortal's face was devoid of sorrow or joy, only a cold glint of calculation flashed deep in his eyes.

In a dark corner, downstream of the River of Oblivion.

A faint, lingering resentment mixed with the curses of the former King Qin Guang, like a maggot clinging to a bone, took advantage of the newly established order of the Reincarnation Well and the laxity of the ghost officials, and quietly entered the body of a young ghost official who had just taken office and was not yet familiar with the laws of the underworld.

The ghost official froze, a flash of black light appearing in his eyes before returning to normal. However, a cold smile, incongruous with his status, curled at the corner of his mouth as he silently adjusted the soul-hooking rope in his hand.

Beiju Luzhou, the Black Wind Valley, towering ten thousand ren high.

The phantom of the saber-toothed tiger demon soul dimmed under the suppression of the Origin Star Network, but its seductive whispers echoed in the shadowy corners not covered by the Star Network.

"Do you see that? Shackles! New shackles!" It roared at the powerful demons in the valley who were uncomfortable with the transformation of the Flame of Sincerity, or who were suffering from the subtle rejection of the demonic runes and new laws in their bloodline. "That star network is the chain that enslaves my race! That core is the blade hanging over our heads! Respond to your instincts, tear this cage apart! Join the 'Reverse Star Alliance' and reclaim the freedom and wildness that belong to the demon race!"

Deep within the valley, echoing a low, menacing roar, an undercurrent of hostility towards the new order began to gather.

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The Antarctic Immortal's sleeves moved without wind, and the jade talisman, which had absorbed the remnants of the evil demons of the world, had condensed into a deep core within his sleeve, cold, sticky, and pulsating like a living thing.

The immortal stood atop the Ascension Platform, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the young cultivators below, bathed in the radiance of the newly formed star network.

The newly recruited disciples are attempting to harness the power of the star network, their brows brimming with anticipation for the future.

The immortal flicked his fingertip inside his sleeve, and a wisp of gray mist, barely visible to the naked eye and carrying the aura of decaying purple fire, silently mixed with the pale golden light flowing through the star network, precisely seeping into the brows of several disciples with excellent aptitude but slightly restless minds.

At first, it was just a slight irritation, but a strange hostility towards fellow Buddhist and Taoist practitioners quietly grew.

Beside the Ascension Platform, a rising star of the Taoist sect named Qingyuan was working with his fellow Buddhist practitioners to stabilize a tiny star network node.

The purple flames and gray mist silently eroded Qingyuan's eyes, causing the clear Daoist aura to suddenly falter. An indescribable violence and a fanatical obsession with "purifying the Heavenly Dao" overwhelmed his reason.

"Hypocrisy! Buddhism has tainted the source of Taoism, disrupting the foundation of my Heavenly Dao!"

He shouted sharply, and the star network power gathered in his palm suddenly turned a strange dark purple, transforming into a scorching purple rocket that fiercely pierced the golden light of the node maintained by the Buddhist cultivator beside him!

scoff!

The purple flames and the Buddha's light collided fiercely, and the node instantly dimmed! This sudden infighting was like a spark that had been ignited.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan is right!" Several young cultivators who had also been subtly corrupted stepped forward in response, their eyes gleaming with the same fanatical purple light. "The Heavenly Dao is murky! The star network is a shackle! Only by purifying the source can we re-establish the Dao lineage!"

They quickly assembled, calling themselves the "Qingyuan Alliance," and their spells even possessed the destructive properties of the Douluo Purple Flame, only their colors were deeper and colder, and they frantically destroyed the star nodes around the Ascension Platform.

On the Myriad Laws Stele, the newly solidified Daoist aura of "different paths leading to the same destination" was violently shaken by the erosion of the purple flames.

In the depths of the netherworld, a silent tributary of the River of Oblivion flows.

The young ghost official, possessed by the vengeful spirit of the former King Qin Guang, wore a cold smile and had foul black energy flowing from his fingertips as he meticulously altered the direction of the benevolent souls' obsessions in the Book of Reincarnation.

Countless pure and benevolent thoughts that should have flowed into the "Pool of Karmic Thoughts of All Beings" and transformed into the Elixir of Relief were forcibly distorted and guided, like a turbid stream, silently flowing into the pool of evil thoughts deep within the Well of Reincarnation, which had once been polluted by the miasma of the Avici Hell.

The pool of evil thoughts churned with thick, ink-like bubbles, and a chilling cold that could freeze one's soul spread outwards.

In the center of the pool, wisps of pitch-black miasma, seemingly capable of sucking away all light, rose up and condensed into a single, thick, inky droplet—the Heart-Eating Miasma.

This miasma specifically corrupts sincerity and is the nemesis of the fire of sincerity!

When Lu Ziqing noticed that the star network feedback from the Reincarnation Well was unusually slow, and realized that half of the star networks in the Thirteen Cities of the Netherworld had been stained with ominous ink, it was already too late!

"Roar--!"

The souls corrupted by the heart-corroding miasma had bloodshot eyes, their bodies swelled and twisted, and they let out inhuman roars.

The pent-up resentment and accusations against the injustice of reincarnation, accumulated over millennia, were completely ignited by the corrosive miasma!

Like a black torrent bursting its banks, they frantically assaulted the entrance to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, instantly shattering the Yin soldiers' array in the Hall of Asura and completely destroying order!

The deepest part of the abyss, the sealed land of the eighteen levels of hell.

The lingering resentment of "King Qin Guang," using the body of a ghost official, stealthily infiltrated the seal under the cover of a riot of dead souls. Ignoring the roaring ancient evil spirits, it aimed directly at the core of the seal.

There, a nail about three feet long, jet black, and covered with twisted, painful faces of gods and demons, was emanating an aura of annihilation that would make even true immortals tremble—the God-Slaying Nail!

The ultimate weapon of the old Heavenly Way to punish those who defy the gods!

"Yang Jian...heart core...this thing should be used to dig your graves!"

The lingering resentment emitted a silent shriek, and the filthy soul power enveloped the God-Slaying Nail, temporarily suppressing its backlash and stealing it away!

Beiju Luzhou, Huali Academy.

The earth-shaking war drums resounded in the towering Black Wind Valley.

The phantom of the saber-toothed tiger demon soul was more solid than ever before. It hung high in the sky, its blood-red maw opening and closing, and the sound waves carrying primal demon power crashed down on the massive demon army gathered below—the "Reverse Star Alliance"!
"Look! The Stardust Poison has seeped deep into the bloodline of our race!"

The demonic soul roared, its enormous claw-like shadow pointing towards the academy.

There, several elite warriors of the Redemption Camp, who possess the bloodlines of ancient ferocious demons such as Jiuying and Xiangliu, are undergoing terrifying physical changes!
Its scales rolled up, bone spikes pierced its body, its eyes were devoured by a ferocious crimson, and it let out an incomprehensible roar, turning around and swinging its claws at its former companion!
"Bloodline restriction! The Star Network has activated the curse shackles left deep within our bloodline by our ancestors! It seeks to completely obliterate the ferocity of our demon race and tame us into docile lambs!" The demon soul's roar was full of incitement. "The Hua Li Academy is the furnace of these shackles! Tear it apart! With blood and fire, reforge the glory of antiquity!"

"Kill! Tear the shackles apart!"

The incited demon army, like a crimson tidal wave, swept up the few completely out-of-control Redemption Camp warriors and rushed towards the crumbling protective barrier of the Huali Academy with overwhelming force.

The bear stood like a mountain at the forefront, its giant paws swatting away several frenzied vanguards. But when it saw a familiar face among the out-of-control individuals—the rhinoceros demon Ameng, who had survived the bloody battle alongside him in the Redemption Camp and shielded him from the celestial sword—the bear was now tearing at the barrier light screen with bloodshot eyes and dripping saliva from its fangs. The bear trembled violently!

"Ameng! Wake up!" The bear's roar was filled with tearing pain. In response, Ameng roared back with primal ferocity and rammed into him even more violently.

"puff--!"

The huge old scar on Xiong Pi's chest, which had been pierced by the Shu Mountain Sword Formation, suddenly burst open under the impact of extreme grief and conviction!
Thick, dark red blood, almost black, mixed with a strong demonic aura and despair, gushed out!
"This new heaven... can't tolerate a demon like me, Old Bear?!"

The bear knelt down abruptly, roared to the sky as if weeping blood, and its huge body trembled violently from the excruciating pain and the collapse of its faith.

The new world he protected, the path he sacrificed everything for, turned his most cherished brother into a mindless monster with his own hands!

At the summit of the academy, Jin's face was ashen.

Below are their own race, running rampant and out of control; outside the barrier is a surging tide of demons; and from the star network come urgent cries for help from the Netherworld and the Heavenly Court.

The chaotic Dao seed mark between his brows flickered wildly, and cracks spread.

"There was no choice..."

A resolute glint flashed in Jin's eyes, and he suddenly opened his arms wide!

A terrifying suction force erupted from his body!

The rampant demonic power of all the out-of-control demons within the academy, the fierce and malevolent energy rushing in from outside the barrier, and even the primal karma of the world stirred up by the bloodline curse, all surged into his body like rivers flowing into the sea!

"Lord Jin! No!"

The students inside the academy cried out in terror.

Jhin's body was instantly deformed by the violent and chaotic energy, his skin cracking inch by inch, revealing a destructive light.

The chaotic seed between the eyebrows, under the forceful absorption of the filthy karmic force far exceeding its limits, emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound, and a clear and glaring crack pierced through it!

In Jambudvipa, the earth groans in sorrow.

An indescribable behemoth crawled out from the chaotic rift at the border between Beiju Luzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou.

Its shape resembles an endless shadow, and its body is composed of constantly collapsing stardust and a greedy vortex that devours everything—the Devouring World Glutton!
The ancient ferocious creature, awakened by the sacrifice of the entire bloodline of the deposed Immortal Clan and the offering of countless demon souls by the Reverse Star Alliance!

Its gaping maw, formed by chaotic vortexes, snapped open and bit down hard at the fertile veins of the Southern Continent!
Rumble!
It was as if the entire continental plate had been torn apart!
Mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, and toxic fire erupted from the earth's lungs!

The primordial star network that holds this land together emitted a piercing wail, and vast swathes of the network instantly dimmed and collapsed!
"Form the array! Merge spirits!"

Mo Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his roar echoed through the sky.

The Star Pulse Compass in his hand erupted with unprecedented light, transforming into a huge array pattern imprinted on the earth.

All the craftsmen in the workshop, regardless of their cultivation level, simultaneously placed their palms on the array diagram and recited the ancient oath to coexist with the earth's veins.

"Use your body as a weapon! To protect the mountains and rivers!"

The immense power of the earth's veins and the remaining brilliance of the stars were forcibly extracted and poured into their bodies.

The craftsmen's bodies instantly became heavy, their skin turned a grayish-white like rock, and their movements became stiff, yet they were like giant trees rooted in the earth, firmly stabilizing the earth beneath their feet, which was about to completely collapse!

Mo Yan was the first to be affected. Starting from his feet, the petrification marks visibly spread upwards, but his eyes were as firm as iron. He remained rooted to the spot, with the Star Pulse Compass hovering in front of him. Its light formed the final barrier, slowing down the speed at which the Taotie devoured him.

The Ascension Platform has been transformed into a living hell.

The Qingyuan Alliance disciples were engulfed in dark purple flames, wreaking havoc like madmen.

Palaces and pavilions collapsed in the purple flames, and precious books turned to ashes.

The Myriad Laws Stele was bound by several thick chains of purple fire, and the light of the inscription on the stele quickly dimmed.

"As long as the monument stands, the spirit of returning to the source will never perish!"

A clear and firm voice pierced through the sea of ​​fire.

Yunluo stood in front of the Pure Heart Valley, which was polluted by purple fire. Her beloved star-patterned rice ears were mostly withered and charred.

With tears in her eyes but unwavering resolve, she forced out the last remaining essence of the rice ears, which shone with faint starlight, and transformed it into a pure stream of light, which she resolutely poured into the violently trembling base of the Myriad Laws Stele!
The withered rice ears turned to ashes in her hands.

The Myriad Laws Stele, having received this pure and sincere essence, trembled violently. The four large characters on the stele, "Different Paths, Same Destination," burst forth with their final and most dazzling brilliance, temporarily resisting the erosion of the purple fire and giving the core of the star network a moment's respite!

At the core of the abyss, the pulsation of the chaotic heart core became chaotic due to the collapse of many parts of the star network.

Yang Jian's third eye on his forehead opened wide in anger, its silver light cascading like a waterfall, attempting to stabilize the star network and pinpoint the source of the crisis.

However, a thick, cold, inky miasma, carrying endless resentment and the chaotic aura of reincarnation, flowed upstream from the depths of the underworld along the star network, instantly obscuring the divine light of his Heavenly Eye!

Before my eyes was a filthy darkness, and my soul felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave!

"It's now!"

The lingering resentment of "King Qin Guang," manifested through the body of a ghost official, emitted a sharp, piercing howl!

He raised his hands high, and the God-Slaying Nail, which exuded an aura of annihilation, was activated by him with all his remaining resentment and the stolen Netherworld Origin. It transformed into a dark light that tore through space and time, ignoring all obstacles and piercing straight into the pulsating chaotic core!
The light membrane of the core fluctuated violently under the annihilating aura of the God-Slaying Nail, on the verge of shattering!

A close call!
At the very bottom of the abyss, in that forgotten darkness.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The long-dormant gray-white stone egg suddenly began to pulsate with a violent and powerful force, like a thunderclap from the heavens!

Just as the dark light of the God-Slaying Nail was about to pierce one-billionth of the core's light membrane—

Click!

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the outer shell of the stone pebble!
A dark golden phantom, condensed to its extreme and wrapped with chaotic star patterns and the cries of all living beings—it was none other than the Golden Cudgel—shot out of the crack!

clang--!!!!!!!
A resounding clang of metal clashing, shaking the very foundations of the Three Realms!

The dark gold phantom struck the sharpest tip of the God-Slaying Nail with unparalleled precision!
A terrifying energy ripple exploded instantly, tearing a gash in the pervasive corrosive miasma!
The God-Slaying Nail let out a mournful cry of unwillingness, and was actually struck back by this blow containing an undying will, its divine and demonic faces twisted and howling in agony!
"Ah…"

A sneer, tinged with endless laziness yet arrogant disdain, echoed clearly from the crack in the stone pebble, reverberating in the deathly silence of the abyss:
"So noisy... even my coffin lid can't hold it down?"

(End of this chapter)