Chapter 00070: Crisis at the Defense Line
# Crisis at the Defense Line
Chapter 70
Novel: After the Myth
Chapter 70: Crisis at the Defense Line
Ding Huan suddenly grew excited, his gaze fixed intently on Old Six.
Feeling the intensity of Ding Huan's stare, the six-eared macaque felt a chill run down its spine.
It thought to itself, *Big brother, I’ve been cooperating with you as much as I can.
Whatever you’ve asked me to write, I’ve written.
What more do you want?*
“Old Six, you should know the Seventy-Two Transformations, right? Wait, no—it’s the Heavenly Transformations and Earthly Transformations, isn’t it? Write them down for me. And all those great divine abilities of yours, write them all out too…” Ding Huan’s eyes gleamed like a wolf’s, but his tone was as warm as a doting grandfather.
“I can’t write them…” Old Six scribbled these four words.
“Hmm…” Ding Huan’s hum carried an unmistakable sternness.
Old Six quickly added, “These are Daoist techniques. They require oral transmission through Daoist methods. They can’t be written down, or at least, my current abilities aren’t sufficient to put them into words. Besides, this paper wouldn’t be able to handle it.”
“What do you mean?” Ding Huan frowned.
“It means these techniques must be passed down through divine means, and the recipient must have reached a certain level of cultivation. For me to pass these abilities to you, you’d need to at least be at the Golden Immortal level…”
Reading Old Six’s explanation, Ding Huan felt a pang of disappointment.
He had hoped to obtain ancient cultivation techniques, but it seemed that was out of the question.
Golden Immortal? Ha! He might as well forget about that in this lifetime.
Did Old Six think Earth was still the ancient Star of Earth, brimming with spiritual energy? Nowadays, Earth didn’t even have spiritual roots anymore.
Soon enough, Old Six would realize that it could only cultivate up to the level of a ninth-grade gene beast.
No matter how powerful you were in your past life, once you arrived on Earth in its third cycle, you’d have to bow your head and accept your limitations.
“Aren’t you the Six-Eared Macaque? I heard you’re one of the Four Monkeys of Chaos, capable of knowing the past and future. How did you get outsmarted?” Ding Huan sneered.
Ding Huan had no fondness for Old Six.
The creature showed almost no gratitude.
Old Six seemed dejected.
After a moment, it wrote, “The power of the Sages is immense. They can obscure the workings of fate. What I saw was hazy at best.”
Ding Huan didn’t bother to point out the obvious—that if Old Six’s vision was hazy, it meant something was wrong.
“Alright, I’ve asked all I need to. You can go now. Remember, you can cultivate at Thousand Vein Mountain, but you must not harm a single human. If you do, I’ll find you easily.” Ding Huan waved his hand dismissively.
Having learned what he needed, Ding Huan had lost interest in Old Six.
As for those ancient mythical figures, he’d read enough about them in novels.
He didn’t need Old Six to explain them to him.
“Thank you,” Old Six said excitedly, its body transforming into a gray shadow as it darted out the window and vanished in an instant.
The creature truly lacked gratitude.
It hadn’t said a word of thanks until now, when it was finally free to leave.
Clearly, its gratitude had nothing to do with the life-saving favor.
Ding Huan didn’t mind.
He’d never been fond of monkeys anyway.
Today, he’d learned many secrets about ancient immortals and deities, but what good did that do him? He was still struggling on Earth.
Even if, by some stroke of luck, he left Earth a year from now and ended up on the Changyi Continent, what then? The spiritual energy there might be slightly better than Earth’s, but it was still limited.
Forget it.
He’d focus on helping Kong Dan create the gene-enhancing serum.
After that, he’d visit the Blade-Washing Society, then return to cultivate until he reached the sixth level of gene cultivation.
After that, he’d check out the Gene Alliance.
The Gene Alliance was said to have innate-level experts.
He’d need to be careful.
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At the Dakar Defense Line Airport.
The airport had only been operational for half a year, but it was already the most heavily guarded airport on Earth.
Without permission, even a mosquito flying into the area would be shot down by anti-aircraft guns.
At that moment, three aircraft were approaching from the distance.
By all logic, the airport should have been surrounded by heavily armed federal soldiers.
In reality, not a single soldier was in sight.
The middle aircraft was a civilian passenger plane, flanked by two X99 fighter jets—the most advanced fighters on Earth, bar none.
The two fighter jets hovered above, while the passenger plane landed directly on the runway.
It came to a stop after sliding just a few meters, almost like a vertical landing.
The only difference was that this method provided a slightly smoother experience for the passengers.
Once the passenger plane stopped, the two fighter jets descended vertically and landed on either side of it.
Several buses had already pulled up beside the plane, and the passengers began disembarking and boarding the buses.
“This place looks so desolate,” one student remarked, noticing the absence of a terminal building.
In fact, aside from military barracks, there were no residential areas or high-rises in sight.
A mentor from Zhenyu Academy explained, “Before the Human Corridor Defense Line was established, this area was overrun with gene beasts. The federal army and cultivators drove them out and built this airport. Did you think there’d be residents here?”
The implication was clear: not only were there no residents, but even some nations had relocated from the area.
Another instructor added, “You can hear the artillery fire, right? That means the battle is still ongoing.”
“A strong nation is truly important,” another student sighed.
Everyone understood what he meant, and a somber silence fell over the group.
China was filled with vast mountain ranges and countless gene beasts, yet it remained the most intact nation.
Its strength was the reason why they were here to support the Human Corridor Defense Line.
The bus convoy drove for half an hour before slowing down.
Most of the passengers were students and teachers from the top ten academies of Blue Star.
As they looked out the windows, they were stunned by the sight before them.
Was this a defense line?
It looked more like a city of steel.
Rows of defensive and firepower fortresses stood tall, their exteriors entirely encased in metal.
From a distance, they exuded a cold, lethal aura.
The buses stopped in a square surrounded by these steel structures.
Before anyone could disembark, the sound of artillery fire grew louder and more intense.
It was the continuous roar of cannons and the piercing bursts of energy rifles.
“Everyone, listen up! Gene beasts are assaulting the Human Corridor Defense Line. Form into your respective units and follow me into the defense line. Await further orders, and do not charge into the beast hordes recklessly!” a commanding voice boomed.
The speaker was Chen Dongqin, the head of Huacheng’s Security Bureau and the leader of China’s support team for the Human Corridor Defense Line.
Everyone followed Chen Dongqin as they rushed toward the source of the artillery fire.
Fang Chong and Ai Xi stayed close behind Guo Qingrong, the mentor leading the Han Yi Academy team.
Including Guo Qingrong, the academy had sent eleven people—not the largest group, but not the smallest either.
“Stay close to me. Don’t run off, and whatever you do, don’t charge into the beast hordes,” Guo Qingrong warned the ten students trailing behind him.
Fang Chong chuckled. “Teacher Guo, we’re on the defense line. We’re the defenders. Only an idiot would charge out into the beast hordes.”
Chen Dongqin had already given the same warning, and now Guo Qingrong was repeating it.
Fang Chong found it a bit redundant.
Guo Qingrong snorted. “You’ll understand soon enough.”
The group of several hundred moved quickly, reaching the defense line in just over ten minutes by climbing a steel ramp.
It was then that Fang Chong finally understood what Chen Dongqin had meant.
The defense wall was as tall and wide as he’d imagined—dozens of meters thick.
But what was happening on top of it? Thousands of gene beasts had already breached the wall.
Outside, dark, menacing gene beasts were scaling the steel fortifications.
A barrage of heavy artillery, death lasers, and energy rifles poured out a relentless wave of destruction.
Yet no matter how much firepower was unleashed, the gene beasts kept coming, an endless tide of ferocity.
The wide wall was swarming with gene beasts, each one devouring the lives of the soldiers defending it.
If not for the powerful cultivators leading the charge and holding back the waves of beasts, the defense line would have already fallen to the relentless assault.
Fang Chong felt a chill run down his spine.
When the call had gone out for students from the top ten academies to support the defense line—even first-years like him—he’d known the situation was dire.
But he’d never imagined it would be this bad.
The ferocity of the attack made it seem like the Human Corridor Defense Line could collapse at any moment.
“No time to organize! Each unit, form up and clear the beasts from the wall. Rescue anyone trapped, and follow me into battle!” Chen Dongqin shouted, leading the charge into a group of gene beasts.
He’d told everyone not to charge into the beast hordes, yet he was the first to break his own rule.
“Students of Han Yi Academy, stay close to me!” Guo Qingrong commanded, leading his group toward another cluster of gene beasts.
Fang Chong saw that the beasts had just torn apart several soldiers.
Without hesitation, he unleashed a Sun Finger strike before even reaching the beasts.
A level-one gene tiger, lunging at a soldier who’d narrowly escaped death, was struck head-on by Fang Chong’s attack.
Despite its tough skull, the beast fell from the air, dead before it hit the ground.
“Huh, impressive…” Guo Qingrong murmured, impressed by how easily Fang Chong had taken down the beast.
But his surprise only grew when he saw Ai Xi slash her hand through the air, cleaving a horned mutant beast clean in half.
(End of Chapter)