?Phone reading Old Monkey casually pulled out a Japanese sword and launched a series of swift sword slashes toward the sky. Three bombs were severed in half. When the others saw what had happened, they were all stunned—though many had drawn their long swords, they couldn’t manage to strike the bombs accurately. Boom! Boom! Boom! The bombs were equipped with automatic ignition systems and exploded even without touching the ground, so even the ones cut in half detonated simultaneously. Shards flew everywhere, and flames surged. The lower-ranking members below were thrown to the ground, tumbling over in disarray. Though they were all trained to endure such explosions, they had stood there precisely to face criticism and had made no prior preparations. As a result, over a hundred jounin and below were killed instantly. Dozens of senior jounin and below suffered severe injuries—none of them would recover to full health within three to six months. Only a few high-ranking jounin, including Kaga Ichisuke, sustained minor injuries. Everywhere, cries of pain echoed—here, the battlefield seemed like hell itself, with limbs scattered everywhere, the air thick with the scent of smoke and blood. Qin, the young lord in the sky, was delighted—never expected such a swift victory, and it was far too easy. When he saw a severely wounded warrior crawling on the ground, he immediately launched the second wave of bombs without hesitation. "What's going on? Who's attacking us?" asked the old monkey. Kaga Ichisuke replied, "I don't know either. It looks like bombs dropped from bombers—otherwise, how could they have landed so precisely? Grandmaster, our troops should have been concentrated. If the personnel were scattered at the time of explosion, the damage wouldn't have been so severe!" "The old monkey snapped his eyes open: 'What do you mean by your hint? Are you blaming me for gathering everyone together? After all, how could you all be any more incompetent? If I don't scold you, how do you think you'd ever make any progress!' Now that the situation has reached this point, Hachigaichi certainly won't hold back. He huffed, 'After you've finished your scolding, no one can guarantee that anyone will improve. But right now, even before you've finished, we've been under constant attack!' 'For heaven's sake, who's been bombing us?' the old monkey said, brushing off the issue with a thick face. Hachigaichi looked up at the sky and said, 'I'm certain it must be the most advanced stealth bombers. Otherwise, how could they have reached deep into our country's heartland without being detected?' The old monkey, having closed himself off for so many years, wasn't well-informed about the development of the military industry, so he didn't offer any counterargument—though in his heart, he was certain it wasn't the planes. With his legs slightly bent, he leapt upward with sudden force, until he became just a small black dot in Jiahe Ichiro's mouth hung open in astonishment, murmuring, "Indeed, a true patriarch of the Jiahe school—how high he leaps! With this, the family's revival seems within reach!" Yet as soon as he said it, his confidence crumbled. With the patriarch now in place, nearly ten out of every ten of the family members had perished—how could revival possibly come about? It seemed the old monkey had leapt quite high, but only about two or three hundred meters. After all, Qin Shao was currently at an altitude of eight hundred meters. Even if the old monkey jumped twice consecutively, he would still fall short. While the old monkey could not see Qin Shao, Qin Shao clearly saw him. "What on earth? Is there really a Monkey King in the Sun Kingdom? How could that be?" Qin Shao was stunned. From his lofty vantage point, the figure looked more like a wild monkey just emerging from the deep forest. Thunderbolt Spell. Crack! A bolt of lightning descended from the sky. The old monkey, suspended in midair, had no means to dodge—it could only watch helplessly as the lightning struck his head. The lightning wasn't powerful enough to be fatal, but the downward force was substantial, causing the old monkey to lose his balance and crash to the ground. Thump... A deep crater formed where he landed, and the old monkey lay motionless, looking miserable. "Master, Master—how are you doing?" Hachiga Ichiro rushed over, eager to find a helper. If he died right here, it would indeed be quite tragic. "I'm absolutely fine," the old monkey said, leaping out of the crater, his body scorched black from the electric shock. Hachiga Ichiro was deeply skeptical, yet didn't dare press further. Instead, he asked, "Did you clearly see what it was?" The old monkey blushed slightly, "I didn't catch a clear view, but I'm certain it wasn't an airplane. The ability to strike with lightning—definitely a Chinese cultivator!" "Cultivator," Hachiga Ichiro exclaimed, surprised at first, then immediately named a name: "Qin Feng!" "The elder monkey nodded and said, 'It's possible. You lead the remaining clan members to safety right away. I think once he's finished his barrage, he'll come down!' 'Understood,' said Kaga Ichisuke, turning and running. Honestly, he didn't want to stay here. Since both Kaga Ichisan and Kaga Ichimaru weren't up to much, he certainly wasn't, either. Staying here to die seemed like a sure fate. He fully relied on the elder's strength, hoping for a mutual defeat—this way, he could eliminate the enemy without compromising his standing within the Kaga clan. At three hundred meters above the ground, he spotted the wild monkey he had seen earlier. "Whoa, the monkey really has spirit—holding a Japanese sword!" Qin Shao exclaimed in surprise. The old monkey growled angrily, understanding Chinese and shouting, "Chinese youngster, you're asking for it! Watch out for my Unstoppable Divine God-Slaying One-Blade Slash!" A flowing, swift blade of light surged toward him at high speed. "Man, that's it!" Qin Shao quickly dodged, thanks to the flying sword's strength, just barely avoiding the blow—this was the strongest sword attack he had ever encountered. "Unstoppable Divine God-Slaying One-Blade Slash!" Originally intending to land on the ground, Qin Feng had to quickly rise in response to the opponent's powerful assault, only reaching a height above three hundred meters when he finally escaped the effective range of the sword's attack. He wiped sweat from his brow, having nearly fallen victim several times just now, muttering, "By heaven, the Kaga school has such outstanding masters! I never noticed them before. Thanks to their arrival now—otherwise, I'd have been in serious trouble!" This was the only thing that made him feel grateful. The old monkey shouted loudly on the ground, "Damn Chinese! Show yourselves and come down here to fight me! Hiding behind your points is no achievement!" "Wild monkey! Come on down! Standing on your point is no feat at all!"