Chapter 71: Defense Line Crisis

Ding Huan suddenly became agitated, staring at Lao Liu.

Feeling Ding Huan's burning gaze, the six-eared macaque trembled in fear, thinking inwardly: Brother, I've already cooperated with you—I wrote whatever you asked me to.

"Lao Liu, you should know the Seventy-Two Transformations, right? No—shouldn't it be the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations and the Seventy-Two Earthly Transformations? Write them down immediately. And all your other great divine arts too…"

Ding Huan looked at Lao Liu like a big bad wolf, yet his tone was as warm and affectionate as a doting grandfather.

"Can't write it…" Lao Liu wrote only these four characters.

"Hmm…" Ding Huan hummed, but the severity in his voice was unmistakable.

Lao Liu quickly wrote, "This is Daoist magic—it requires direct transmission of Dao arts. It cannot be put into writing, or rather, my current ability is insufficient to transform it into text. Besides, this paper couldn't withstand it."

"What do you mean?" Ding Huan frowned.

"This kind of magic must be transmitted through divine power, and the recipient must reach a certain realm. If I were to transmit this divine art to you, you'd need to reach at least the Jin Xian realm…"

Looking at what Lao Liu had written, Ding Huan felt disappointed.

He had thought he'd gain ancient Daoist techniques—only to get this.

Jin Xian? Ha—don't even dream of it in this lifetime.

Do you think Earth is still the ancient Earth-Star, overflowing with heavenly qi? Now Earth doesn't even have spiritual roots left.

Soon, Lao Liu will realize he can only cultivate up to Level Nine Gene-Monster.

No matter how powerful you were in your past life, once you arrive on the Third Cycle's Earth-Star, you must lie down and submit.

"Aren't you a six-eared macaque? I heard the six-eared macaque is one of the Four Cosmic Monkeys, able to see past and future—how did you still get tricked?" Ding Huan sneered.

Ding Huan had no fondness for Lao Liu—this guy had almost no sense of gratitude.

Lao Liu also looked dejected; after a while, he wrote, "The strength of the Sages is immense—they can obscure heavenly fate. What I see is blurry."

Ding Huan rarely bothered to remind Lao Liu, but "blurry" meant something was wrong.

"Alright, I've asked everything I needed to. You may leave. Remember—you may cultivate at Qianluo Mountain, but you must not harm a single human. Otherwise, I'll find you easily." Ding Huan waved him off.

After learning this information, he lost all interest in Lao Liu.

As for those ancient mythological figures, he'd read too many novels like this—he didn't need Lao Liu's introduction.

"Thank you," Lao Liu replied eagerly, his body turning into a gray shadow that shot out the window and vanished instantly.

This thing clearly had no gratitude at all—he never said thank you until now, when he was being let go.

Clearly, this "thank you" had nothing to do with being saved.

Ding Huan didn't care—he never liked monkeys anyway.

Today he learned many ancient immortal secrets—so what? He's still struggling on Earth.

Even if, hypothetically, a year from now he leaves Earth and, by good fortune, arrives again on the Changyi Continent…

So what? Changyi Continent's qi is only slightly better than Earth's—and even that improvement is limited.

Forget it—help Kong Dan make the quality gene potion.

After helping Kong Dan, drop by Xi Dao Hui, then return to cultivate to Level Six Gene-Martial Artist, and visit the Gene Alliance.

The Gene Alliance claims to have Primordial experts—he must be cautious.

…

Dakar Defense Line Airport.

This airport was built only half a year ago and is arguably the most heavily fortified airport on Earth—here, without permission, even a mosquito flying in would be blasted by anti-aircraft cannons.

At this moment, three aircraft were approaching from afar.

Logically, the area around the airport should be packed with armed Federal soldiers.

In reality, not a single soldier was visible.

The central aircraft was a civilian airliner; the two on either side were China's X99 fighters, hailed as the strongest fighters on Earth, without exception.

The two fighters hovered overhead while the airliner landed directly on the runway.

The airliner slid only a dozen meters before stopping—almost indistinguishable from vertical landing.

The only difference was that this landing method gave passengers a slightly smoother ride.

After the airliner stopped, the two fighters descended vertically and landed on either side of it.

Several buses had already pulled up beside the airliner; passengers began disembarking and boarding the buses.

"This place looks so desolate," one student couldn't help saying—he noticed there was no terminal building.

Not just the terminal building—within sight, apart from military camps, there wasn't even a residential district. Skyscrapers? Even less so.

A tutor from Zhenyu Academy said, "Before the Human Corridor Defense Line was built, this place was piled high with gene-monsters."

"The Federal Army and cultivators drove them away, then established this defense airport—do you think anyone would live here?"

Implied: not just residents—even some nations here had relocated.

Another team leader said, "Did you hear the cannon fire? That means fighting is still ongoing."

"It's truly important for a nation to be strong," another student remarked.

Everyone understood his meaning; silence fell.

China is full of primeval mountains, and gene-monsters are countless—but China remains the most intact nation because it is powerful.

Precisely because China is powerful, they were able to come here to support the Human Corridor Defense Line.

The bus convoy slowed after driving for half an hour.

Most of those arriving to assist were students and teachers from the Top Ten Blue Star Academies; when they saw the scene outside their windows, they were stunned.

Is this a defense line?

This was practically a steel city.

Row upon row of defensive and firepower fortresses, all sheathed in steel.

From afar, they radiated a cold, lethal aura.

The vehicle stopped on a square amid the steel, and before anyone had stepped out, the distant roar grew denser and louder.

It was the continuous explosion of shells and the repeated thrusts of seep-lances.

"All personnel, attention: Gene-beasts are assaulting the Human Corridor defense line."

"Form squads by your units, follow me into the line first, then await orders—do not charge blindly into the beast horde." A booming voice rang out.

He was Chen Dongqin, Director of the Huacheng Security Bureau, leading this Huaxia reinforcement contingent to the Human Corridor defense line.

Everyone followed Chen Dongqin as they sprinted toward the direction of the cannon fire.

Fang Chong and Especially Especially Ai Xi closely followed Guo Qingrong, the lead instructor from the Da Han Yi Academy. Including Guo Qingrong, the Da Han Yi Academy had sent eleven people this time.

Their numbers were neither the most nor the least.

"Don't run off—stay behind me, and under no circumstances charge into the beast horde," Guo Qingrong specifically warned the ten students trailing him.

Fang Chong chuckled, "Professor Guo, we're on the defense side of the line. As long as we're not stupid, we won't charge out into the beast horde."

Chen Director had already said it once; now Guo Qingrong repeated it. Fang Chong thought this was pointless.

Guo Qingrong snorted coldly, "You'll understand what I mean soon enough."

Hundreds moved swiftly; within just over ten minutes, they raced up the steel ramp to the defense line.

At that moment, Fang Chong finally understood what Chen Director meant.

The defense wall was indeed as he imagined—not only tall, but a full dozen zhang wide.

But what were those things on the wall? At least thousands of gene-beasts had already reached the rampart. Outside the steel wall, black gene-beasts continued surging upward.

High-yield shells, death laser beams, and seep-lances poured out torrents of death.

Yet no matter how many shells or laser beams were fired, the gene-beasts kept coming endlessly.

Gene-beasts filled the wide rampart, devouring the lives of the soldiers defending it.

Without powerful cultivators holding back wave after wave of assaults, the gene-beasts would have long since overwhelmed the line with the tide of beasts outside.

Fang Chong felt his scalp prickle—he'd known things weren't simple when the Ten Great Academies of Blue Star were called to assist, even when first-year students like him were summoned.

He had never imagined the situation had deteriorated to this crisis—this terrifying assault seemed ready to collapse the Human Corridor defense line at any moment.

Chen Dongqin shouted, "No time to regroup—form squads by unit, clear the beasts on the wall first, rescue the trapped. Follow me—kill!"

After saying that, Chen Dongqin charged straight into a group of gene-beasts.

He told others not to charge into the gene-beast horde, yet he himself was the first to break the rule.

"Da Han Yi Academy students, stay close to me," Guo Qingrong said, then charged into a group of gene-beasts himself.

Fang Chong saw that group just tear apart several soldiers—he had no time to hold back his techniques.

Before he even reached the gene-beast group, he fired a Yang Finger strike.

A Level One gene-beast tiger lunged at a soldier who had barely escaped death—and took the Yang Finger strike dead center.

Even with its hardened skull, the beast tumbled from midair, dead beyond revival.

"Huh? Impressive…" Guo Qingrong watched Fang Chong casually point and drop a Level One beast, blood gushing from its skull, and exclaimed in surprise.

But the next instant, he was even more stunned.

For he saw Especially Especially Ai Xi raise a hand and slash, cleaving a horned mutated beast cleanly in two.