Booming… The high-temperature flames rose with the sound of the explosion, immediately followed by piercing cries of agony. Bao Li Electronic Book (txt02.com) The two incendiary bombs launched earlier were ordinary, reaching only about a thousand degrees, yet they still inflicted serious casualties on the monks. The monk, covered in flames, collapsed to the ground and rolled back and forth, desperately trying to extinguish the fire on his body. After all, the incendiary bombs were made from special materials with strong adhesion, making them difficult to extinguish. Moreover, there was Qin, the young noble, still above him. Swoosh! The vertical sword plunged straight through the monk’s chest, piercing him completely and then firmly anchoring him to the ground. As the flames grew fiercer, the monk struggled briefly before finally going still. "Effective!" He was delighted, meeting Isabel’s equally enthusiastic gaze. The remaining five monks were stunned, their only weakness being the high temperature—yet no one else knew this except themselves. Qin Feng didn’t give them time to react; he simply flew over and dropped several incendiary bombs. Boom! Boom! Boom! The five scattered, still shaken and disoriented. Boom! Boom! Boom! More explosions followed, two unfortunate monks being incinerated on the spot, while the other three managed to escape the flames. Now, all they could think about was survival. The idea of killing the cultivators, or of one monk per temple—had completely vanished from their minds. "Chase them," Qin Feng ordered, and Isabel and he each set off to pursue one of the monks. Since the monks were fleeing, they would surely use every ounce of strength. Yet, for a short time, neither Isabel nor Qin Feng could catch up. Qin Feng pushed his flight speed to its peak, still taking nearly ten minutes to reach the monk’s head before launching a high-explosive incendiary bomb. Boom… The monks were launched into the air by the explosion and then pierced through by the flying swords. On the other side, Isabella also managed to secure her target, successfully eliminating the pursuing monk. Now, only one remains. That man is the leading monk—the strongest among the nine and the fastest to escape. In just ten minutes, he covered over forty kilometers, his speed rivaling that of an armed helicopter. Moreover, since the three fleeing monks headed in different directions, after Qin Feng and Isabella each dealt with their targets, they would need to change course to pursue the others, thus wasting considerable time. Yet they still pressed on, determined to eliminate all the monks and prevent any lingering threats. The monk ran faster and faster, for he was fully aware that his life depended solely on his two legs. With every step, he covered thirty or forty meters, moving like a powerful, muscular frog with strong legs. The two merged in the air. The beautiful officer remarked, "That guy is running so fast—it looks like there's a human settlement ahead. What if he gets lost in the crowd? What then?" Qin Shao replied without hesitation, "Even if he runs straight into the golden-hued imperial palace, I'll still slaughter him without missing a beat. If he wants to make himself a backup, then let him have it!" The beautiful officer nodded—this wasn't the first time such a thing had happened, and it wasn't anything particularly remarkable. Indeed, the divine monk plunged right into the bustling area ahead. At first, the two thought it was a small city. Upon approaching closely, they realized it was a naval base of the Self-Defense Force—streets filled with soldiers in uniform, and several warships moored in the bay. In the Sun Kingdom, many air and naval bases are jointly operated with the United States. However, this base has no connection to the Americans—it was established only a few years ago by the Sun Kingdom itself, aimed at strengthening its military power and countering the rising influence of the Chinese nation. This had originally been a fairly bustling seaside town, and it became even more lively after the naval base was established. When the monks arrived at the harbor, there was no great commotion—people simply treated them as beggars, some even giving them small change. "Xiao Feng, shall we proceed?" the beautiful officer asked with a thoughtful tone. Qin, the young noble, stroked his chin and smiled brightly. "After all, we've finally found a legitimate reason to act—how could we possibly refrain?" "But if we simply move in directly, won't that create certain complications?" the officer smiled more knowingly. "Then Grandpa Qingqing will surely point at you and scold you again!" "Hmm," he looked somewhat embarrassed. Indeed, this was a rather troublesome matter. Though with Grandfather Wei above providing protection—so that even if we caused significant disruption, such as destroying a naval base of the Sun Kingdom, no one would dare to speak out—frequently having to involve Grandfather Wei still felt somewhat awkward. He twirled his eyes, gave a smirking smile and said, "I've got it now. Let me just frame a case of blame and discredit against them—Sunrise people have always regarded Americans as their masters, yet they've constantly caused trouble for their master, longing to break free. I'll simply provide them with a convenient excuse!" Isabella basically understood what he was about to do next, and smiled, saying, "Then we'll proceed separately. As for framing them, you'll handle that—after all, you're particularly good at such things!" Qin Shao's face naturally dropped, internally dissatisfied, thinking, "Brother isn't one who loves grand schemes—he's just going with the flow. Who could have thought that guy would have taken refuge here first?" Before leaving, the beautiful officer asked him for several compact, high-impact bombs, and left with a satisfied expression. The port was bustling with normal activity—people were taking photos from the tall warships, among them a couple from the Sunrise nation. The girl wore a short skirt—so short that lifting her leg would cause it to slide off—and posed with a slightly flirtatious grace, then urged her boyfriend to hurry and take the photo. He complied, but as soon as he snapped the shot, his attention was drawn to a small black dot descending from the sky. The girl adjusted into a second pose, yet her boyfriend failed to press the shutter, growing increasingly impatient and saying, "Hey, what are you looking at? Do you think there's a more beautiful girl floating up there than me?" The boy didn't respond; his eyes grew wider and wider. The girl grew genuinely annoyed, wondering what could be behind this, and when she turned around, she was equally startled—there, descending from the sky, were three objects resembling bombs. Both of them thought they must have mistaken something. *Boom!* *Explosion!* The bombs landed precisely on the ship's deck and burst open. *Boom!* *Boom!* The other two struck the deck as well, followed by powerful explosions. A man and a woman were blown off their feet by the shockwave and both plunged into the sea. The structures on the ship's deck were scattered and ruined, with one shell detonating the fuel hold, triggering a series of explosions within the ship's hull. Everyone was stunned. To their greater astonishment, they saw several more bombs heading toward another warship.