Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 402: Peace in the Three Realms!

Sun Wukong led the monkey group all the way south, through the vast jungle, heading straight for the hiding place of the remnants of the old heavenly court.

The monkeys moved as fast as the wind, crossing mountains and hills, and no obstacles could stop them from moving forward.

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand, his eyes as sharp as torches, and the monkeys followed closely behind him, all of them energetic and showing no signs of fatigue.

"My lord, their hiding place is just ahead!"

The monkey captain pointed to a dense forest in the distance and reported in a low voice.

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"Pass the order down, prepare for a surprise attack, and leave no one alive!"

Following his command, the monkeys quickly dispersed and silently surrounded the dense forest.

A moment later, Sun Wukong suddenly swung the golden cudgel in his hand, and the monkeys rushed out like a tide, rushing straight towards the enemy's hiding place.

The battle broke out in an instant, and the remnants of the old Heavenly Court had no time to react before they were scattered by the monkeys.

Sun Wukong was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. As he swung his golden cudgel, the enemies fell to the ground one after another, without any chance to fight back.

The battle lasted only for an incense stick of time before the remaining forces were completely defeated, with no one escaping.

At the same time, Nezha's operations in the North Sea were in full swing.

Although the wind and waves in the North Sea are strong, they cannot stop the momentum of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Nezha stood on the clouds, with the Fire Spear in hand, commanding his subordinates with a stern look:

"Surround every possible hiding place and don't let a single inch go!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals quickly dispersed and covered the entire North Sea like a net.

Nezha personally led an elite force to attack the enemy's core stronghold.

His hot temper was fully displayed in the battle. Wherever his flaming spear went, the enemies were intimidated by his momentum and retreated one after another.

"Want to escape?"

Nezha sneered and swung the flaming spear in his hand violently. A blazing flame swept across, defeating all the enemies who tried to escape.

Under his thundering measures, the remaining forces in the North Sea had nowhere to hide and were quickly and completely eliminated.

At the same time, Yang Jian's actions in the West Sea appeared to be more cautious.

There are many islands in the West Sea and the terrain is complex. If you are not careful, you will alert the enemy.

Yang Jian stood on the clouds, his eyes calmly scanning every island, analyzing the possible hiding places of the enemy one by one.

"Pass the order down. Divide the troops into three teams and search every island carefully. Don't miss any clues."

Yang Jian whispered to his subordinates.

The heavenly soldiers and generals received the order, quickly dispersed, and began a carpet search of every island.

Yang Jian led the team personally, heading straight for the core area where the enemy might be hiding.
The three-pointed, double-edged sword glowed faintly in his hand, and Roaring Sky Dog followed closely behind, sniffing the air alertly.

"here!"

Yang Jian's eyes fixed and suddenly pointed at a seemingly inconspicuous island.

The heavenly soldiers and generals quickly surrounded them and indeed discovered several enemies who were trying to hide.

Yang Jian did not give them any chance. With one swing of his three-pointed, double-edged sword, he easily defeated the enemy.

Under Yang Jian's careful deployment, the remaining forces in the West Sea were quickly eliminated one by one, without any escape.

Three days later, Sun Wukong, Nezha and Yang Jian returned to the Qitian Palace to reunite.

Sun Wukong sat in the main seat, playing with his golden cudgel in his hand. He glanced at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
“It looks like everyone is doing a good job.”

Nezha laughed and patted the Qiankun Ring on his waist:
"Those guys are no match for me, and I still feel like I haven't had enough fun beating them!"

Yang Jian looked calm and nodded slightly:

"Although the terrain of the West Sea is complex, no matter how deep the enemy hides, they cannot escape our search."

Sun Wukong nodded, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes:
"Although this operation has achieved initial results, the remnants of the old Heavenly Court are cunning and there may be fish that slip through the net. I suggest that we strike while the iron is hot and completely disintegrate their remaining forces to prevent future troubles."

Nezha heard this and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes:
"That's just what I want! Monkey, what do you think we should do next?"

Yang Jian also took a step forward, speaking in a steady tone:

"I suggest that we continue to act separately and completely eliminate the remaining forces in the three realms."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and stood up:

"Okay, that's settled. We will each lead our subordinates and continue the pursuit according to the previous division of labor. This time, we must completely eliminate them!"

Nezha gripped his flaming spear tightly, his eyes ablaze with fighting spirit:

"Don't worry, Monkey. I won't let any fish escape this time!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his eyes firm.

The three of them said no more, turned around and left the Qitian Palace, each leading their subordinates and embarking on the journey again.

Sun Wukong somersaulted out, followed by a large group of monkey soldiers and generals.

He stood on the clouds, turning the golden cudgel in his hand and pointing to the east:

"Young men, follow me, Old Sun! Don't let any of them go!"

The monkeys let out earth-shaking roars and followed Sun Wukong to fly eastward.

While flying, Sun Wukong scanned the ground below with his fiery eyes, and no movement escaped his eyes.

The mountains, rivers and streams of Dongsheng Shenzhou flashed past his eyes like an unfolding scroll.

Nezha rides on a wind-fire wheel, holds a fire-tipped spear in his hand, and is followed by a group of heavenly soldiers and generals.

He flew in the air, scanning the ground below with sharp eyes, like an eagle looking for prey.

He swung the lance from time to time, and streaks of fire streaked across the sky, making crackling sounds.

The land below became clearer and clearer in his eyes; the houses, trees, and pedestrians all became clearly visible.

Nezha's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

Yang Jian rode on Roaring Sky Dog, followed by the six brothers of Meishan, and flew slowly in the sky.

He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and looked down calmly, not missing any suspicious points.

Roaring Sky Dog ran around him, sniffing the air from time to time, as if looking for some clues.

The scenery of Xiniu Hezhou was in his sight, with mountains, rivers, and forests all within sight.

Yang Jian frowned slightly. The terrain of Xiniu Hezhou was complex, and it was not easy to find the hidden enemy.

He patted Sky Howling Dog's head gently:
"Roaring Sky Dog, I'm relying on you this time."

Roaring Sky Dog whimpered softly to show that he understood.

the other side.

Sun Wukong led the monkeys and ran fast through the mountains and forests. The wind whistled past, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.

The monkeys moved quickly, shuttling through the dense woods, making rustling noises.

The monkey scout in front suddenly stopped, quickly jumped down from the branch, knelt in front of Sun Wukong, and whispered:
"My lord, there is a valley three miles ahead, filled with smoke, and there seem to be signs of human activity."

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, his fiery golden pupils flashing slightly, and through the layers of dense forest, he saw faint smoke rising in the valley.

He nodded slightly, with a sneer on his face:
"These guys are really good at choosing places. The deep mountains and old forests are a good place to hide." Upon hearing this, the monkeys' eyes flashed with excitement, and they rubbed their hands, waiting for the king's orders.

Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, waved his hand to signal the monkeys to hide, and then gave the order:
"Divide your forces into three groups and surround the valley from three sides. Do not alert the enemy. Once you hear my command, attack immediately!"

The monkeys quickly dispersed and sneaked silently into the mountains and forests, like an invisible net, slowly closing in on the valley.

Sun Wukong jumped onto a tall tree alone and overlooked the activities in the valley below.

At the same time, Nezha discovered a secret underwater cave while patrolling the North Sea.

He stood in the clouds, frowning slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes:
"Why is there such a strong fluctuation of immortal energy in this sea area?"

He waved his hand to signal the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him to stop, and landed on the sea alone on a cloud. He lightly pointed the flaming spear in his hand, and the sea surface suddenly parted, revealing a passage leading to the seabed.

Nezha stepped into the passage, and the sea water formed a barrier around him, preventing anyone from getting close to him.

As he went deeper into the seabed, the outline of the cave gradually became clear. He stopped and looked around sharply, and a low spell could be heard faintly from the cave.

Nezha snorted coldly, and swung the fire spear in his hand violently. A beam of flame shot straight into the depths of the cave, instantly illuminating the entire space.

"Who is this evildoer who dares to cause trouble here?"

Nezha's voice echoed in the cave, sounding particularly majestic.

Deep in the cave, several dark shadows flashed by quickly, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Nezha frowned, turned the wind-fire wheels under his feet, and chased after him like lightning.

The flaming spear drew a fiery arc in the air, heading straight for the fleeing shadows.

At the same time, Yang Jian was in the mysterious valley of Xiniu Hezhou, disguised as a traveling merchant.

He held a cane, wore a conical hat, his face was weather-frost-covered, but his eyes were still sharp.

People come and go in the valley, and it seems calm, but in fact there are undercurrents.

Yang Jian walked slowly into the valley, his eyes casually scanning the surroundings, secretly noting down every suspicious corner in his mind.

In front of an inn, he stopped, pretended to rest, and sat on the stone bench in front of the door.

The waiter came up to me warmly:

"Sir, would you like some tea?"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, took the tea, lowered his head and took a sip, but his eyes were always on the inn.

In the inn, several middle-aged men with gloomy expressions were talking in low voices, looking around vigilantly from time to time.

Yang Jian's heart trembled, and he quickly retracted his gaze, pretending nothing had happened.

As the night deepened, the lights in the valley gradually went out. Yang Jian quietly left the inn and hid in a secluded corner.

He took out the three-pointed, double-edged sword and swung it lightly. Roaring Sky Dog appeared silently beside him, whimpering softly, as if waiting for its master's order.

Yang Jian gently patted Roaring Sky Dog's head and whispered:

"Go and check their movements."

Roaring Sky Dog quickly disappeared into the night, and Yang Jian followed quietly, his eyes fixed on the front like an eagle.

A few days later, Sun Wukong, Nezha and Yang Jian gathered in the Qitian Palace.

Sun Wukong sat in the main seat, playing with the golden cudgel in his hand, with a smile on his face:
“It looks like everyone is doing a good job.”

Nezha laughed and patted the Qiankun Ring on his waist:
"Those guys are no match for me, and I still feel like I haven't had enough fun beating them!"

Yang Jian looked calm and nodded slightly:

"Although the terrain of the West Sea is complex, no matter how deep the enemy hides, they cannot escape our search."

Sun Wukong nodded, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes:
"Then we should strike while the iron is hot and completely destroy their remaining forces to prevent future troubles!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Nezha's eyes:
"That's just what I want! Monkey, what do you think we should do next?"

Yang Jian took a step forward, speaking in a steady tone:

"I suggest that we continue to act separately and completely eliminate the remaining forces in the three realms."

Sun Wukong stood up and glanced at the two of them:
"Okay, that's settled. We will each lead our subordinates and continue the pursuit according to the previous division of labor. This time, we must completely eliminate them!"

Nezha gripped his flaming spear tightly, his eyes ablaze with fighting spirit:

"Don't worry, Monkey. I won't let any fish escape this time!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his eyes firm.

The three of them said no more, turned around and left the Qitian Palace, each leading their subordinates and embarking on the journey again.

Sun Wukong flew 108,000 miles with a somersault cloud and headed straight for the Flower-Fruit Mountain. After landing, he shouted loudly:

"Children! Gather!"

When the monkeys heard the king's call, they quickly gathered from all directions. They were so dense that they filled the open space in front of the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain.

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform and pounded his golden hoop on the ground, making a loud noise:
"The remnants of the old Heavenly Court are hiding in the mountains, trying to make a comeback! I, Old Sun, have already found out where they are. This time, we are going to catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The roar of the monkeys was earth-shaking and powerful.

Sun Wukong waved his hand:
"set off!"

Then he took off into the air, followed by the monkeys, like a dark cloud, flying towards the deep mountains and forests.

Deep in the mountains, in a hidden valley, the remaining heavenly soldiers and generals are waiting on full alert.

The entrance to the valley is filled with traps and mechanisms, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Sun Wukong led the monkeys out of the valley and looked at the scene in front of him with a sneer on his face.

He raised the golden cudgel high and smashed it to the ground. With a loud bang, the trap at the entrance of the valley was instantly destroyed.

The monkeys rushed forward and started a fierce battle with the heavenly soldiers and generals. Sun Wukong wielded the golden hoop and was invincible, no one could stop him.

The battle lasted for several hours, and finally, the remnants of the old Heavenly Court were completely wiped out.

Sun Wukong looked at the defeated soldiers on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, above the North Sea, Nezha was standing on the clouds, riding on the Wind-Fire Wheel and holding a Fire Spear, overlooking the area below.

The bodies of the former members of the Heavenly Court were floating on the sea, and the remaining ships were sunk one by one by him.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself:
"With just this little ability, you still dare to resist?"

Then he turned around and gave orders to the heavenly soldiers and generals:
"Clean up the battlefield and bring all the captured weapons and treasures back to heaven!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals took orders and acted quickly to collect the spoils one by one.

Nezha stood on the clouds, his eyes sweeping over every inch of the North Sea to make sure that no fish would escape the net.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile:
"Now, it's finally quiet."

On the other side, in the mysterious valley of Xiniu Hezhou, Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, calmly swept his eyes across the enemy corpses on the ground.

He waved his hand lightly and ordered the six brothers of Meishan:
"Clean this place up thoroughly."

The six Meishan brothers took orders and acted quickly to bury the enemy's bodies and confiscate all remaining weapons.

So far, the three realms are completely peaceful!
(End of this chapter)