Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 446

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha set off immediately and headed straight for Chen Tianjun's residence.

Chen Tianjun's residence is located on the north side of the Heavenly Palace, surrounded by clouds and mist, and filled with fairy air. It is usually heavily guarded, but today the formation is fully activated, and a murderous aura is faintly revealed.

Before the three of them got close, they saw that the guards around the mansion had been significantly strengthened. The heavenly soldiers and generals were holding spears, with sharp eyes, ready for battle.

Sun Wukong took the lead and swung his golden cudgel violently, instantly breaking open the gate of the mansion. The gate collapsed with a loud bang, rubble flying everywhere, and dust flying.

Yang Jian and Nezha followed closely behind. The three of them rushed into the mansion like lightning, with great momentum, as if they were going to tear apart all obstacles.

Upon seeing this, the heavenly soldiers in the palace immediately formed a battle formation, with their spears like a forest pointing directly at the three men.

The leading general shouted:
"How dare you! Who dares to trespass into the Heavenly Monarch's residence?"

Sun Wukong sneered and turned the golden cudgel in his hand. The tip of the cudgel emitted a dazzling golden light.

"You dare to stop us, just a mere heavenly soldier?"

Before he finished speaking, he swung the golden cudgel suddenly, and golden light poured down like a waterfall, instantly pushing the heavenly soldiers in the front row back dozens of steps.

The heavenly soldiers were knocked back and forth by this powerful force, their spears fell out of their hands, and their formation was instantly disrupted.

Yang Jian and Nezha also attacked at the same time. Their three-pointed, double-edged swords and red tasseled spears stabbed out like lightning. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, dozens of heavenly soldiers were knocked to the ground.

The battle in the palace broke out instantly. Although the heavenly soldiers were well-trained, they still seemed powerless in front of Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha.

The three of them moved forward as if they were in an empty space, sweeping through the area all the way until they reached the depths of the mansion.

Chen Tianjun had already been waiting in the mansion. He stood in the center of the hall with a stern look in his eyes. He was wearing a green robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and had an indifferent expression, as if he had already anticipated the arrival of the three people.

Behind him stood dozens of elite heavenly generals, each of them had an extraordinary aura and were obviously Chen Tianjun’s confidants.

Chen Tianjun smiled slightly, waved the whisk in his hand lightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha, I wonder what brings you here?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and pointed his golden hoop at Chen Tianjun, with a murderous tone in his voice:

"Chen Tianjun, stop talking nonsense! You colluded with the Nether Palace and intended to overthrow the Heavenly Court. Today we are here to take your life!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianjun frowned slightly and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He raised the whisk in his hand lightly, and said calmly:

"Sun Wukong, you are really wronging me. I, Chen Tianjun, have devoted my life to the Heavenly Court. How could I have ever colluded with the Netherworld Palace?"

Yang Jian took a step forward, pointing his three-pointed, double-edged sword directly at Chen Tianjun, his eyes as sharp as torches:

"Chen Tianjun, Zhang Tianguan has already confessed your crimes, do you still want to quibble?"

When Chen Tianjun heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and the whisk in his hand trembled slightly, and his tone was a bit sharp:

"Zhang Tianguan? Humph, he is just a cowardly villain. Do you think you can trust his words?"

Nezha snorted coldly, and the red tasseled spear shook violently, with a hint of cold light flashing from the tip of the spear:
"Chen Tianjun, stop pretending! You won't be able to escape today!"

Seeing this, Chen Tianjun's face gradually darkened, and he swung the whisk in his hand violently, with a murderous tone in his voice:
"It seems that you are determined to be my enemy. In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

After he said that, dozens of heavenly generals behind him immediately formed a battle formation, with swords drawn and their eyes grim.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha showed no weakness and attacked at the same time. The golden hoop stick, three-pointed double-edged sword and red tassel spear stabbed out like lightning and started a fierce battle with the heavenly generals.

Chen Tianjun stood in the center of the hall, and gently waved the whisk in his hand. A green wind blade condensed in an instant and shot towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong flashed, and the wind blade brushed past the corner of his clothes and directly penetrated the wall behind him, revealing a huge hole.

"Chen Tianjun, you are indeed quite capable."

Sun Wukong sneered and swung his golden cudgel violently. Golden light poured down like a waterfall, heading straight for Chen Tianjun's face.

Chen Tianjun's figure was as fast as lightning, and he waved the whisk in his hand quickly. The green wind blades continued to condense and collided violently with Sun Wukong's golden light in the air.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, with strong winds howling in the hall, as if it would be destroyed at any time.

Yang Jian and Nezha fought against other heavenly generals respectively. The three-pointed, double-edged swords and red tasseled spears stabbed out like lightning. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, several heavenly generals were knocked to the ground.

A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword violently, directly cutting off the spear of a heavenly general, and kicked him away.

Nezha's red tasseled spear turned into countless afterimages, and the spear tips fell like raindrops, dissolving the attacks of the heavenly generals one by one.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. The shouts of heavenly soldiers and generals and the collision of weapons in the hall intertwined together, as if playing a melody of death.

Chen Tianjun's strength is far beyond everyone's imagination. His green wind blade shuttles through the air like a ghost, and each attack carries destructive power.

Although Sun Wukong is immortal, he still seems to be struggling under Chen Tianjun's attack.

Chen Tianjun's green wind blades kept attacking, but Sun Wukong dodged flexibly and swung his golden cudgel like the wind, defeating the wind blades one by one.

The battle between the two became more and more intense. Chen Tianjun's face gradually became gloomy. He swung the whisk in his hand suddenly, and the wind blade instantly turned into countless sharp blades, attacking Sun Wukong from all directions.

Sun Wukong's eyes focused, and the magic power in his body surged wildly. The golden cudgel turned into a golden dragon and pounced towards Chen Tianjun.

Seeing this, Chen Tianjun's face changed and he quickly stepped back. He swung the whisk in his hand violently, and the green wind blade instantly condensed into a huge barrier, trying to block Sun Wukong's attack.

The golden dragon collided with the green barrier, causing a deafening roar. The entire hall collapsed in an instant, with rubble and smoke rising everywhere.

Chen Tianjun was shocked and flew backwards, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, his face pale, the whisk in his hand trembling slightly, obviously he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Sun Wukong, you are really amazing."

Chen Tianjun sneered, with a hint of unwillingness in his tone.

Sun Wukong stood in the ruins of the hall with a grim look in his eyes. He raised his golden cudgel slightly, the golden light on the tip of the cudgel still shining.

He walked slowly towards Chen Tianjun, with a murderous tone in his voice:

"Chen Tianjun, your conspiracy ends here. If you surrender, perhaps you can still be spared."

When Chen Tianjun heard this, his eyes gradually became crazy, and a hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Tianjun's laughter echoed in the ruins of the hall, with a bit of madness and determination.

He slowly stood up, his green robe fluttering in the wind, and the whisk in his hand trembled slightly, as if he would burst out with even more powerful power at any time.

"Sun Wukong, do you think you won?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"You people will never understand the true power of the Nether Palace!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Tianjun suddenly took out a black bead from his arms and held it in his hand.

There was a flash of madness in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly uttered two words:

"Goodbye." "No!"

Sun Wukong's pupils shrank and he raised his golden cudgel suddenly, trying to stop him.

However, Chen Tianjun was faster. He suddenly crushed the black bead in his hand. The moment the bead shattered, a powerful netherworld force instantly erupted, and black mist swept out like a tide, covering Chen Tianjun's entire body.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the power of the underworld swept through the entire ruins of the hall like a raging wave. The spiritual energy in the air was instantly drained, and the temperature around dropped sharply, as if even time had stopped for a moment.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and Nezha were all pushed back several steps by this force. The three of them had solemn expressions and a hint of shock in their eyes.

"What power is this?"

Nezha gripped the red tasseled spear tightly, his eyes fixed on the black fog, a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

Yang Jian frowned, raised the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand slightly, and said in a low voice:
"The netherworld power of the Netherworld Palace is indeed extraordinary. This Chen Tianjun actually hides such a powerful power."

Sun Wukong's eyes were as sharp as torches, and the golden cudgel trembled slightly in his hand. The golden light on the tip of the cudgel seemed a little dim under the erosion of the power of the underworld.

He snorted coldly:
"No matter what kind of power he has, he will be completely eradicated today!"

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the black fog. The voice was hoarse and low like a wild beast, with a heart-pounding evil aura.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and Chen Tianjun's figure slowly emerged.

However, at this time, Chen Tianjun had completely changed his appearance.

His body swelled several times, his skin turned blue and black, his muscles became knotted, and his blood vessels were clearly visible, as if they would burst at any time.

His eyes were burning with blood-red flames, and his pupils had completely disappeared, leaving only endless madness and brutality.

His palms became huge, his nails were as sharp as knives, and his arms were covered with black runes. The runes flashed with a faint blue light, as if absorbing the netherworld power around them.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Nezha took a deep breath and the red tasseled spear in his hand trembled slightly, obviously shocked by the scene before him.

Yang Jian's eyes were still stern, but his tone was more serious:
"He used the forbidden technique of the Nether Palace to transform himself into a Netherworld monster. In this state, his strength will increase several times, but it also means that he has completely given up his identity as a human."

Sun Wukong sneered and swung his golden cudgel violently. The golden light on the tip of the cudgel shone brightly again:
"No matter whether he is a human or a monster, he will be completely destroyed today!"

Chen Tianjun let out a low roar, staring at Sun Wukong with his bloodshot eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat:

"Sun Wukong, don't you claim to be invincible? Today, let me see how strong you really are!"

Before he finished his words, his figure suddenly flashed and he instantly appeared in front of Sun Wukong. His huge claws went straight to Sun Wukong's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.

A cold light flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he quickly blocked the golden cudgel across his chest. His sharp claws collided with the golden cudgel, making a sharp metal collision sound.

"boom!"

Sun Wukong was knocked back several steps by this tremendous force. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked into several cracks, and gravel flew everywhere.

"What a powerful force!"

There was a flash of surprise in Sun Wukong's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He steadied his body, swung the golden cudgel violently, and smashed it towards Chen Tianjun's head with the force of thunder.

Chen Tianjun sneered, waved his sharp claws, and directly dissipated the power of the golden cudgel. Then he turned around and slammed Sun Wukong's shoulder with his claws.

Sun Wukong quickly dodged to the side, but was still hit by the aftermath of the sharp claws. The armor on his shoulder shattered instantly, and blood flowed from the wound.

"monkey!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Nezha immediately rushed forward to provide support.

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced Chen Tianjun's back, while Nezha's red tasseled spear swept across his legs.

However, Chen Tianjun reacted extremely quickly. He turned around suddenly, waved his sharp claws, and directly knocked away the weapons of the two men. Then he kicked Yang Jian in the chest.

Yang Jian was kicked back and fell heavily into the ruins, spurting blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, Nezha shook his red tasseled spear violently, and a cold light flashed from the tip of the spear, which pierced straight into Chen Tianjun's throat.

However, Chen Tianjun just waved his hand lightly and directly knocked Nezha's red tassel spear away, and then used a claw to knock Nezha away dozens of meters.

Nezha rolled several times in the air and barely managed to steady himself. His face was pale, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

"This guy's power is even stronger than we thought!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Sun Wukong sneered and swung his golden cudgel violently. The golden light on the tip of the cudgel shone brightly again:
"In that case, we can only go all out!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped up, and the golden hoop smashed towards Chen Tianjun with earth-shattering power.

Chen Tianjun let out a roar and suddenly attacked with his sharp claws, and the two sides started a fierce collision again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Every collision between the golden hoop and the sharp claws caused a deafening noise. The surrounding ruins were shattered and the earth cracked into countless cracks.

Sun Wukong's speed was getting faster and faster, and the attack of the golden cudgel was pouring down like a storm, but Chen Tianjun's power seemed endless, and every blow could easily dissolve Sun Wukong's attack.

"Monkey, this is not a solution!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and stood up, raising the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand again, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Yes, we must join forces!"

Nezha also quickly returned to the battlefield, the red tasseled spear trembling slightly in his hand, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Sun Wukong didn't answer, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes.

He suddenly leaped up, holding the golden cudgel high above his head, the golden light shining like a sun.

Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel high, and golden light burst out from the cudgel, transforming into a giant golden dragon, roaring and rushing towards Chen Tianjun.

The giant dragon soared into the sky, its scales flashing brightly, its claws as sharp as knives, heading straight for Chen Tianjun's chest.

At the same time, Yang Jian threw out the three-pointed, double-edged sword. The blade rotated and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The blade was cold and shining, and it went straight to Chen Tianjun's back.

Nezha danced the red tasseled spear into a sea of ​​fire, with flames emanating from the tip of the spear and heat waves blowing in his face, blocking all of Chen Tianjun's escape routes.

Chen Tianjun roared and waved his claws. The black netherworld power surged out of his body and quickly condensed into a thick barrier.

The golden dragon's sharp claws slammed into the barrier, making a deafening roar. Golden light and black light intertwined, energy waves swept around, and the rubble in the ruins was shaken and splashed everywhere.

The blade of the three-pointed, double-edged sword pierced into the barrier, making a harsh friction sound, but it was difficult to break through.

Nezha's sea of ​​fire was suppressed by the power of the underworld, the flames gradually went out, and the heat waves dissipated into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)