Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 437

Yang Jian sat in the study, his fingers tapping on the table unconsciously, recalling the details of the operation in his mind.

Although the Nether Palace's stronghold was destroyed, the members who escaped are still a huge hidden danger.

Their mastermind has yet to be caught, and this is just the beginning.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked through the window at the distant sky.

The sunshine shone on his face, but could not dispel the haze in his heart.

He took a deep breath, turned back to his desk, picked up a pen and began to organize the intelligence of this operation.

After a moment, he put away the organized intelligence scroll, stood up and went to the Qitian Palace.

Inside the hall, Sun Wukong was sitting at a desk, holding a scroll in his hands with a focused expression.

Seeing Yang Jian coming in, he looked up and asked:
"Has the intelligence been sorted out?"

Yang Jian nodded and handed the scroll to Sun Wukong:
"Monkey, this is the intelligence we brought back from the Nether Palace base. It mentioned that the Nether Palace's master has a close relationship with a certain underworld official. The specific identity is still unclear, but what is certain is that the Nether Palace's roots have penetrated deep into the underworld."

Sun Wukong took the scroll and quickly glanced through it, frowning slightly:

"The underworld? It seems that things are more complicated than we thought."

He closed the scroll and looked at Yang Jian with deep eyes:
"What do you think about that?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, and said calmly:
"The Nether Palace is colluding with the Underworld. If it is not dealt with in time, it may cause greater unrest. I suggest sending someone to the Underworld immediately to investigate this matter."

Sun Wukong nodded slightly and tapped his fingers on the table lightly, as if he was weighing something.

After a moment, he looked up at Yang Jian with a firm tone:

"The situation in the underworld is unclear. Any rash action may alert the enemy. I will go there in person and investigate secretly."

Yang Jian frowned slightly when he heard this:
"Monkey, it might be risky for you to go to the underworld in person. The relationship between the underworld and the heaven has always been delicate. If you are discovered, it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes:
"It is precisely because of the delicate relationship between the Underworld and Heaven that I need to go and investigate in person. If other people from Heaven go to the Underworld, it will easily arouse suspicion. As for me, there is no place in the Three Realms that I can't go."

Yang Jian was still a little worried, but seeing Sun Wukong's firm attitude, he stopped talking and nodded heavily:
"In that case, I suggest you bring more people with you to prepare for any eventuality."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said:

"No need. Too many people would make it easier to be exposed. I know my limits."

After he finished speaking, he turned and looked outside the palace, his eyes deep:
"In the underworld, I will find out the details of the Nether Palace as soon as possible. In the Heavenly Palace, you and Nezha need to increase vigilance, especially those immortal officials who have been transferred, and must be closely monitored."

Yang Jian nodded, his tone serious:
"Don't worry, Monkey. I'll arrange it right away."

Sun Wukong nodded, then looked at Yang Jian, his tone slightly softened:
"Thank you for your hard work in this operation."

Yang Jian smiled slightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes:
"For the sake of Heaven, this little bit of hardship is nothing."

Sun Wukong reached out and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, then turned and left the Qitian Palace.

He walked out of the temple, and in a flash, he turned into a ray of golden light and headed straight for the underworld.

Yang Jian looked at the direction where Sun Wukong left, with some worry in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and turned to head towards Nezha's residence.

Nezha was practicing martial arts in the mansion at this time, dancing the fire spear in his hand with great vigor. As the spear shadow flashed, the air around him seemed to be torn apart.

Yang Jian walked into the yard and saw Nezha practicing very hard, so he stood aside and waited quietly.

After a moment, Nezha put away his spear, turned around and looked at Yang Jian, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Yang Jian, why are you looking for me in such a hurry? What's the big deal?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, with a serious tone:

"Nezha, Monkey has personally gone to the underworld to investigate the collusion between the Nether Palace and the underworld. Before leaving, he asked us to strengthen the vigilance of the Heavenly Court, especially those immortal officials who have been transferred, and we must keep a close watch on them."

Upon hearing this, Nezha raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes:
"The monkey is here personally? It seems like this Netherworld Palace has a very important background."

He put down his musket, clapped his hands, and said in a relaxed tone:

"But with the monkey here, the bastards in the Nether Palace can only accept defeat."

Yang Jian nodded, his expression still serious:
"It's quite risky for Monkey to go to the underworld. We need to provide him with support in heaven and must not let him be distracted."

Nezha nodded, a sly look flashed in his eyes:
"Yang Jian, don't worry. I will arrange personnel to strictly monitor the transferred immortal officials. If they dare to do anything secretly, I will make them pay for it."

After he finished speaking, he turned aside, picked up the token on the table, and began to dispatch the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Yang Jian looked at Nezha's busy figure and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

He turned and left Nezha's mansion and headed for the Law Enforcement Department.

In the Law Enforcement Department, Lei Zhenzi was interrogating the detained immortal officials.

He looked stern and his eyes were like knives as he stared at the immortal official in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"The power of the Nether Palace has threatened the stability of the Heavenly Court. If you want to reduce your guilt, you'd better truthfully explain everything related to the Nether Palace."

The expressions of those immortal officials were different, some lowered their heads in silence, some looked terrified, but no one dared to speak easily.

Lei Zhenzi sneered, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and said in a cold tone:

"If you continue to resist, I don't mind using some extraordinary measures."

When the immortal officials saw this, their faces suddenly changed, and finally someone spoke in a trembling voice:
"I... I said, the base of the Nether Palace in the underworld is under the side hall of the Nether Palace. There is a secret teleportation array there that can lead to the hiding place of the Nether Palace."

When Lei Zhenzi heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes and he immediately recorded this information.

He turned and walked out of the interrogation room. Seeing Yang Jian standing outside the door, he walked up to him and said solemnly:
"True Lord, those arrested immortal officials have confessed the details of the collusion between the Nether Palace and the Underworld, especially the base of the Underworld, which is under the side hall of the Nether Palace. There is a teleportation array there."

Yang Jian nodded, his eyes grim:
"Very good. Continue the interrogation and make sure to dig out more clues."

Lei Zhenzi nodded, turned around and went back to the interrogation room to continue interrogating the immortal officials.

Yang Jian stood in the main hall of the Law Enforcement Department, looking around with a cold gaze.

He took a deep breath and clenched the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand. He had secretly made up his mind that no matter what, he would completely eradicate the Netherworld Palace and restore peace to the Heavenly Palace.

After a moment, Yang Jian turned and walked towards the archives, ready to check all the files related to the Netherworld Palace.

He pushed open the door and was greeted by the smell of old paper. Scrolls piled up like mountains gave off a sense of the accumulation of years.

He walked to the bookshelf, his fingers gently brushed over the yellowed scrolls, his eyes lingering on each document for a moment, and then quickly pulled them out.

"True Lord."

The archivist at the side stepped forward cautiously, with a hint of awe in his tone.

"These files are very old, and many of the contents are incomplete. I can help you find what you need."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his eyes still focused on the scroll in his hand:

"All the files related to the Nether Palace, especially those involving the underworld, should be sorted out."

Upon hearing this, the archivist quickly responded, turned around and walked quickly to the other side of the bookshelf and began to look for relevant files.

Soon, he came over with a pile of scrolls and gently placed them on the desk in front of Yang Jian. "These are records related to the Nether Palace in the past hundred years, and some are documents related to the underworld."

The archivist whispered.

"However, the runes on some of the files are blurred and may be difficult to read."

Yang Jian nodded, his fingers gently stroked the edge of the scroll, his brows slightly furrowed, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He raised his hand and waved, signaling the archivist to leave.

The archivist respectfully stepped aside, stood in the corner, and waited quietly for Yang Jian's instructions.

Yang Jian opened the file and quickly scanned the lines of text.

His fingers gently slid across the paper, sometimes pausing, sometimes flipping through it quickly, and occasionally frowning, as if thinking about something.

As he read further, his expression gradually became serious.

"The collusion between the Nether Palace and the Underworld is deeper than imagined..."

Yang Jian muttered to himself, his finger paused on a line of blurry runes, his eyes deep.

He raised his hand and tapped the desk gently, calling the archivist who was waiting nearby.

"These files immediately compiled a detailed intelligence, especially the details of the exchanges between the Nether Palace and the Underworld."

Yang Jian spoke in a low voice and with a stern look in his eyes.

"Also, send someone to hand this intelligence over to the heavenly soldiers in charge of analysis, and have them focus on deciphering these incomplete runes and make sure to find more clues."

The archivist nodded quickly, took the file carefully, and quickly retreated.

Yang Jian stood up and straightened his robe, his eyes still fixed on the files.

He knew in his heart that the power of the Nether Palace was far more complicated than it appeared on the surface. If it was not dealt with in time, it might cause greater turmoil.

After leaving the archives, Yang Jian went straight to the Heavenly Soldiers Camp.

Along the way, he walked with steady steps and sharp eyes, and he already had a plan for the next step in his mind.

"True Lord."

When several heavenly soldiers saw Yang Jian, they immediately stepped forward and saluted.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, his eyes swept over everyone, and his voice was low and powerful:
"Call all your trusted generals immediately. I have important matters to make."

The heavenly soldiers responded in unison and quickly dispersed to inform other generals.

Soon, more than a dozen heavenly generals arrived and stood in front of Yang Jian with solemn expressions.

"Everyone, the remnants of the Nether Palace have not been completely eliminated. We must strengthen the monitoring within the Heavenly Court to prevent them from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos."

Yang Jian's eyes were as sharp as knives, sweeping across every general with a stern tone.

"From now on, all transferred immortal officials must be closely monitored, especially those who have had contact with the Nether Palace. They must be closely watched."

The generals nodded one after another. One of them stepped forward, clasped his fists and said:
"True Lord, do we need to secretly interrogate those suspicious immortal officials?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and nodded slightly:
"Yes, if there is anything suspicious, conduct a secret interrogation immediately and make sure to dig out more clues."

"The last general takes command!"

The generals responded in unison, their voices so loud that the entire camp trembled slightly.

Yang Jian nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to signal everyone to take action.

After the heavenly generals dispersed, he turned and walked out of the camp, stood on the high platform, and looked towards the distant sky.

The sunshine shone on his face, but could not dispel the haze in his heart.

He knew clearly that the remnants of the Nether Palace would never give up easily, and the reform of the Heavenly Court was not yet complete. Any negligence might lead to all previous efforts being wasted.

After a moment, Yang Jian walked down the platform and headed straight for the Qitian Palace.

He needs to go to the underworld in person to investigate the identities of the underworld officials who are in collusion with the Nether Palace.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the temple, he bumped into Nezha head-on.

Nezha held a scroll in his hand, his expression somewhat solemn.

When he saw Yang Jian, he immediately stepped forward and whispered:

"The monkey has sent back news from the underworld. The roots of the Nether Palace are indeed directly linked to several high-ranking officials in the underworld."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian frowned slightly, his eyes stern:

"As expected... How's the progress over there with the monkey?"

Nezha shook his head, with a hint of worry in his tone:
"The monkey's whereabouts have not been fully exposed, but he mentioned that the situation in the underworld is more complicated than expected. The power of the Nether Palace seems to have infiltrated the core of the underworld."

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, tapping the hilt of the knife at his waist with his fingers, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"In this case, I must go to the underworld myself and investigate this matter thoroughly."

Nezha nodded and said solemnly:
"The monkey is waiting for you over there, so be sure to proceed with caution."

Yang Jian smiled slightly, his eyes firm:

"Don't worry, I will act cautiously and will never let the remaining members of the Nether Palace escape."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the Qitian Palace, his figure gradually disappearing in the distance.

His steps were steady and swift, and he had secretly made up his mind that no matter how powerful the Nether Palace was, he would completely eradicate it and restore peace to the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian flew with the wind at an extremely fast speed and arrived at the entrance of the underworld in a blink of an eye.

The sound of cold wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves were endless, forming a sharp contrast with the peaceful scene in heaven.

He ignored these gloomy scenes and walked straight to the Judge's Hall.
The first two huge stone lions are majestic, finely carved and lifelike, but they can't conceal the gloomy atmosphere of the underworld.

When he entered the Judge's Hall, he immediately saw Sun Wukong talking with an official from the underworld.

When Sun Wukong saw Yang Jian, he nodded slightly and then continued to talk in a low voice with the underworld official.

The official was wearing a black official robe, his face was solemn, there was a hint of respect between his brows, but his eyes were flickering slightly, as if he was hiding something.

Yang Jian stood aside, his eyes sharp as torches, quietly observing the conversation between the two.

"This time the Heavenly Court comes to the Underworld to investigate a case, it must be a big deal."

The underworld official spoke in a calm tone, but his fingers trembled slightly unconsciously.

"If necessary, I will fully cooperate."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, his eyes deep: "Thank you very much, I wonder if you have heard of the foundation of this Nether Palace in the underworld?"

The official in the underworld rolled his eyes and said, "Well... it's not convenient to talk about this here. Please follow me."

(End of this chapter)