Chapter 72: I'll leave it to you

Ye Chen's current speed is much faster than before; reaching the border of China also only takes one hour.

After he reached the border, he sensed Bai Yuan's aura and found Bai Yuan.

Ye Chen appeared suddenly; at the moment he appeared, the guards beside Bai Yuan instantly raised their guns.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's expression remained calm as usual.

At that moment, Bai Yuan lightly raised his hand, signaling the guards to withdraw their guns; the guards didn't notice, but there was shock deep in Bai Yuan's eyes.

"Step back, your guns are useless against him."

After Bai Yuan said that, the guards all withdrew their guns; after withdrawing their guns, they retreated one by one from the tent.

"You've done a pretty good job; not a single ordinary person noticed."

Ye Chen said lightly.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Bai Yuan sighed helplessly.

"Useless panic only adds to our workload; rather than that, it's better to block the news."

After Bai Yuan said that, Ye Chen lightly nodded.

Their approach is indeed the current optimal solution; ordinary people, upon learning this news, would only increase panic and seem to have no significant effect.

"Why not try spreading the cultivation method? When everyone cultivates, after dragging it out a few years, we should be able to win, right? With our population of over a billion, couldn't we produce a few geniuses?"

After Ye Chen finished asking, Bai Yuan didn't reply immediately; Ye Chen could see deep helplessness in his eyes.

After a moment, Bai Yuan slowly said: "We haven't not thought of this; it's just that our cultivation method is incomplete and problematic."

"Our cultivation method easily leads to insanity; imagine if a few geniuses emerged and went insane—that loss is something we cannot bear."

After Bai Yuan said that, Ye Chen didn't reply further.

As Bai Yuan said, if such a thing really happened, the consequences would indeed be beyond what they could bear.

"When will they attack?"

Ye Chen changed the subject, asking Bai Yuan when they would attack.

"According to the information we've received, it should be in three hours; but before that, I want to commission you to do something—of course, you can refuse."

"What is it? You can first tell me, and I'll consider whether to go."

"In the east of China, sea clan demon beasts are attacking; they were raised by the West, and we are seriously short-handed, so..."

"Alright."

Before Bai Yuan finished speaking, Ye Chen agreed.

He needs to go east; round trip will take about two hours, which is enough time for him to clear those demon beasts.

"I'll go get you a helicopter."

Bai Yuan said.

But when he was preparing to get Ye Chen a helicopter, Ye Chen suddenly said, "No need; a helicopter's speed isn't as fast as mine."

Bai Yuan was startled by Ye Chen's words, but soon he came to terms with it.

"You... broke through again, right?"

"Yeah, now I'm at the same realm as you."

Ye Chen didn't hide it; he disclosed his realm.

At the moment his words fell, he vanished from the tent; his speed was so fast that Bai Yuan couldn't see clearly.

Even though he and Ye Chen are in the same realm.

After leaving, Ye Chen headed east at his utmost speed.

He misjudged his speed; upon arriving at China's east, it was even less than an hour.

When he arrived in the east, the scene before him made him feel the cruelty of war for the first time.

The prosperous city turned into a Shura field; skyscrapers fell silent, streets became seas of blood. Limbs and flesh scattered, as if they were the "gift" of this slaughter.

In the air, the bloody smell was thick as substance, seeping into every crevice, filling the nostrils with intense bloodiness, making one nauseous.

Corpses piled layer upon layer, like discarded dolls haphazardly thrown, limbs twisted, death states gruesome.

Some were pierced by blades, nailed to walls, blood trickling from wounds, gathering on the ground into dark red streams.

Some were decapitated, heads rolling to the street side, eyes wide open, fear and despair frozen in their gaze, staring fixedly at this human hell.

Burnt car wreckage smoked black, mingling with the bloody stench, becoming ever more pungent.

By contrast, on the demon beasts' side, few were killed; many were merely severely wounded.

"It seems the West has quite the means; they likely mastered some secret art to raise these demon beasts and quickly boost their strength in a short time, but this isn't without cost—these demon beasts usually don't live long."

Ye Chen quickly analyzed the cause, murmuring softly at the grim sight.

Ye Chen walked here; here, there were hardly any living people left.

He sensed a few traces of living people's aura, but he didn't bother with them, as they were already near death.

Moreover, their souls had mostly dissipated; in this state, he couldn't save them.

"Young man, leave this place quickly."

Suddenly a voice sounded; Ye Chen's heart jumped, for in his perception this person was practically a corpse, yet now he was speaking to him.

"Is it something eerie?"

Ye Chen said softly, walking toward the direction the voice came from.

When Ye Chen saw that person, he couldn't help but feel admiration.

His chest was pierced, his limbs torn off, yet even so, he hadn't completely died.

"You should be dead."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"Ah? Am I dead? I thought I could still fight; I don't know how my family is now; we used human lives to repel them, but even so, we haven't bought much time."

We are already the last line of defense; we really... have done all we could.

How we wish... to see our families just one more time!

We fear no death; we only want to protect our families, for behind us are our families!

Ye Chen remained silent; upon learning that he was already dead, that person's expression didn't change much, but his tone held an undisguisable sorrow.

Leave this place quickly; if you stay, you will die.

Ye Chen did not reply to him; he remained as silent as ever.

Suddenly, a heaven-shaking roar appeared.

Upon hearing that roar, that person spoke to Ye Chen with urgency for the first time.

Run! You will really die!

Ye Chen still did not answer him; he merely turned his gaze toward the direction the roar came from.

The last line of defense?

Ye Chen whispered softly, his voice very low, but that person still heard him: "If you don't leave now, it will truly be too late; they will tear you apart!"

Ye Chen heard his words, yet still did not reply to him.

Only his aura, step by step, grew stronger.

You are not the last line of defense; I am!

After Ye Chen's words fell, he turned his head and glanced at that person: "The rest, leave it to me."

Upon hearing Ye Chen's words and sensing that his aura was stronger than those monsters, that person happily laughed: "Leave it to you."

After saying that, his life was completely extinguished; Ye Chen, with his back to him, step by step walked toward those monsters, still holding in his hand a sword condensed from spiritual power.