The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

31: Chapter 31: Launching the Homecoming Plan!Cheng Bin opened his mouth, about to say something encouraging, but his throat felt as if it was stuffed with cotton. Could they block it? With what? With flesh and blood, or with the few steel guns in their hands?

Just as despair was about to crush everyone’s will, the colors of the world changed.

The originally dim, oppressive, doomsday-like gray world suddenly brightened.

Buzz—!

A clear, resonant hum, like ancient chimes being struck, echoed directly in the depths of everyone’s Souls.

A golden light.

It rose from the coastline beneath their feet.

Then came the second, the third... countless golden runic lines rapidly outlined, intertwined, and extended in the Void Realm.

They were not chaotic light and shadow, but rather perfectly aligned order. They were the battlements of a city wall, the towering beacon towers, every blue brick and giant stone seemingly steeped in the winds and frosts of time—although constructed from light and shadow, the overwhelming sense of weight and desolation made one’s knees uncontrollably soften, wanting to kneel and worship, with just a single glance.

[Great Wall of Ten Thousand Li: Absolute Denial]

The colossal golden wall instantly shot up into the sky, piercing the clouds, like a waking Golden Dragon, stretching between the coastline and the raging sea.

The next second, the impact occurred.

All the soldiers instinctively closed their eyes, awaiting the earth-shattering roar.

But...

There was no roar.

No vibration.

The anticipated destruction did not descend.

Cheng Bin cautiously opened a slit in his eyes, and then his pupils trembled violently. He witnessed a scene he would never forget in his life.

The hundred-meter-high black tsunami, billions of tons of seawater capable of destroying coastal cities, was gently smoothed out by an invisible giant hand the moment it touched the majestic golden city wall.

The violent energy crashed against the light wall, creating circles of golden ripples, and then... there was nothing else.

No matter how raging the waves and how torrential the floods outside the wall, inside it was calm and undisturbed.

Not even a single drop of seawater managed to splash over the golden defense line.

”This... this is...” The new recruit’s mouth hung open, not even noticing the snot dripping into his mouth.

Outside the wall was Hell, black clouds pressing down on the city, the end of all things.

Inside the wall, the sun happened to pierce through the clouds, seagulls soared low, a gentle breeze blew, as tranquil as a painting.

Just a wall apart, it divided life and death, heaven and purgatory.

Cheng Bin gazed blankly at the phantom of the Great Wall, shimmering with a faint golden glow, winding between the sea and sky.

He suddenly felt that the steel gun in his hand might be insignificant, but the heart beating in his chest had never been as fervent as it was at this moment, so hot it almost burned.

...

Kunlun Palace, Villa No. 1.

Su Yun sat on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the Void Realm.

On the System panel, data was frantically jumping.

[Currently enduring a global-level disaster impact...]

[Great Wall of Ten Thousand Li defense mechanism triggered... energy consumption being calculated...]

[Detecting national emotional resonance... drawing ’trust’... drawing ’sense of security’... drawing ’national pride’...]

[Current energy supply: Overflowing.]

Su Yun let out a long breath and leaned back on the sofa.

This feeling was very peculiar.

He didn’t feel tired; instead, his spirit felt more invigorated than ever before. In that instant, he seemed to hear the convergence of 1.4 billion heartbeats.

It wasn’t chaotic noise, but a grand resonance.

Some were exclaiming, some were crying, but more people, upon seeing the golden light rise, erupted with an almost blind trust.

”As long as the nation is here, we’ll be fine.”

”As long as that wall stands, we are safe.”

These thoughts converged into a vast ocean, transforming into the purest spiritual fuel, continuously pouring into the conceptual body of the [Great Wall of Ten Thousand Li].

This was not his personal skill; this was a defense line jointly built by 1.4 billion people.

Beside him, Long Yi and Qin Shuangyue’s tense nerves finally relaxed.

The nation’s safety was the greatest fortune.

However, Long Yi did not smile. The old man’s gaze was profound as he stared at the real-time satellite footage from various countries on the screen. It was a true depiction of Hell: the scorched earth of the Eagle Federation, the sinking land of Dongying, countless lives vanishing in an instant.

He remained silent for a long time.

There was no fear in this silence, nor cheap sympathy. As the helmsman of this giant ship, his compassion had boundaries, reserved only for his own people. For those enemies who had once tried to stab their bayonets into Dragon Summer’s chest, he would have no mercy.

But he was also an old man who had witnessed the vicissitudes of life. Watching human civilization crumble in just half an hour, seeing once-glorious cities turn into ruins, that sense of desolation from a species-level perspective was ultimately impossible to completely block out.

Especially seeing the tragic state of ordinary people abandoned by their own governments, swallowed by disaster in despair.

So he suddenly spoke:

”Comrade Su Yun, how long can your skill last?”

Su Yun calmly replied: ”As long as the land beneath our feet remains, and as long as the Qi in the hearts of these 1.4 billion people remains, it can last until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.”

Long Yi nodded slowly upon hearing this.

He turned and made a call.

”Deliver my order.”

”Initiate the ’Homecoming’ Plan.”

Qin Shuangyue swiftly operated on a tactical tablet beside him, bringing up a top-secret file.

This was a repatriation plan that had been drafted long ago but was always considered unnecessary to implement. But this time, the scale was unprecedented, an expedition of national effort.

Long Yi hung up the phone, his gaze sharp, looking at Su Yun, yet also seemingly at everyone on this land.

”I don’t care if those foreigners live or die, nor do I want to. But as long as they are of Dragon Summer’s lineage, compatriots with Yanhuang Bloodline flowing through them, no matter if they are at the ends of the earth, no matter which corner they are in...”

Long Yi paused, his tone carrying a touching blend of dominance and warmth.

”The family will send cars, boats, and planes to bring them home.”

”If the sky falls, the family will hold it up.”

”If the earth collapses, the family will cushion it.”

”If there’s only one pure land left in this world, it can only be this land beneath our feet.”

After speaking, Long Yi looked at National Scholar Su, his eyes carrying a hint of inquiry, ”National Scholar Su, if we need to temporarily open a corner of the Great Wall to let our wanderers in, is it technically feasible?”

Su Yun smiled.

He stood up and stretched, the youthful vitality instantly dispelling the somber atmosphere in the room.

”Elder Long, you underestimate our ’wall’.”

”As I just said, the core judgment of this skill is ’peaceful living and working’ and ’denial’.”

”For wolves, it is an impenetrable fortress.”

”But for children returning home...” Su Yun’s lips curved upward, ”it is the lamp that is always lit, guiding their way.”

”The door is always open, just waiting for them to return.”