The Peach Blossom brother and the Lei Feng elder successfully drew the magical forces' attention. Thirty thousand troops were squeezed onto a single road, and without a general's command, they had to press forward and eventually tear the two bold commanders to pieces. In fact, advancing one small unit at a time would have been far more effective than this mass surge—everyone crowded on the narrow road, severely slowing their pace. A vacuum immediately formed above the base. Qin Feng and Qingya moved past quietly. He chuckled, saying, "Was it you who unleashed the lightning, or shall I drop a nuclear bomb?" The beautiful Inspector replied, "Let me go with you—using the Lightning Pearl against the magical forces is no problem, but if you use it against the buildings, it might feel a bit like a well-placed, yet somewhat underappreciated gift." He shrugged, "Alright, I'll do it. One pearl will solve the problem, and at the same time, it will let the magical forces know that this is a counteroffensive from the Earth-born people." As the altitude of the two grew higher, a circular iron mass slowly descended under the action of the deceleration parachute. This was a medium-sized nuclear warhead with an explosive yield exceeding half a million tons of TNT—remarkably powerful in terms of both lethality and coverage. Several magical beings observed it, yet paid it little attention. When the warhead reached about 300 meters in height, its automatic detonation sequence activated, producing a deep rumble followed by a brilliant white flash, after which the mushroom cloud began to rise. The two had already taken refuge in a safe zone. Qin Shao, wearing his goggles, watched the mushroom cloud form and remarked, "Excellent. I believe we should directly destroy the Crystal King Star using this nuclear warhead." "That doesn't sound so good," said the beautiful Inspector. "Don't you often emphasize that nuclear war is a catastrophe that extinguishes humanity?" "He arched an eyebrow: 'It's the magical race that's broken the principles of chivalry. They're large in size and capable of flight—so far, so good. But now they can even project energy spheres comparable to small nuclear bombs, devastating Earth to such an extent that we're expected to uphold human dignity? What's the point of talking about humanity?' That makes sense—why should we allow the magical race to dominate humanity, when humanity itself can't just respond?" Qin, seeing her no longer insist, smiled reassuringly: "Don't worry. I won't act impulsively. If we were to lose Crystalline King's Star, Earth would become the foremost enemy of the entire magical realm. With hundreds of millions of magical beings marching against us, humanity would truly be at a loss." Chen Jie and Lei Feng successfully disengaged from their pursuers, and the four united their forces. Tao Hua expressed profound admiration for Qin, nodding vigorously: 'I underestimated you all earlier. The nuclear explosion we just witnessed was truly impressive—I have to admit, this is a triumph of human ingenuity.' Qin's face turned slightly red, thinking that while it was indeed human ingenuity, it had been developed by Europeans—China's people had merely recently, in the past few decades, unscrupulously appropriated and copied that knowledge. Uncle Lei, maintaining vigilance, added, "Now that we've fully exposed our movements, the magical race will certainly not rest easy." The base nestled in the valley had long since vanished—most of the stone structures, even the most durable, had been completely vaporized in the nuclear explosion, leaving not a single trace behind. Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Given the size of this crystal king planet, there must be more than one transmission base. We should follow them, trace their network, and systematically dismantle each one, making it impossible for them to reach Earth." Qingya nodded in agreement, saying, "That's a sound strategy. But how can we avoid being detected? I'm certain someone has already issued orders to launch a full-scale pursuit and eliminate us four." "Simple." "He chuckled and said, 'We hide within the Stellar Scepter, only showing ourselves when we need to cause disruption. How can they possibly stand against us?' When the first general received the news of the base's destruction, he was stunned for a full ten minutes. After all, this was the Magi Realm—how had the enemy arrived? With human intelligence and technology, interstellar travel had not yet been achieved. Could it be the Celestial Realm? If so, that would mean the Second Age of Divine and Demon Wars. Once he regained his composure, he rushed to the royal palace, where he encountered several other generals who had just received the news and had come immediately. On Earth, these generals would have full authority to make independent decisions based on the situation. But here, on Crystal King Star, whenever something goes wrong, they all instinctively converge here. The generals exchanged glances, though none spoke, yet they simultaneously understood each other's thoughts." All of them quickly advanced forward, asking the palace guards to inform the King Sakthos. Sakthos was in a good mood, smiling warmly as he sat upon the throne. Before any of the generals had a chance to speak, he said, "Are you all here to bid me farewell? Really, there's no need for such formality. Once we've fully conquered Earth, I'll personally host a celebration banquet for you." The leading general sighed with a look of deep resignation. "Your Majesty, unfortunately, we may not be able to reach Earth in the near future." "What?" Sakthos blinked, eyes widening. "What do you mean? What are you planning to do?" He had assumed the generals were plotting a rebellion—otherwise, how could they possibly say they couldn't make it to Earth? Were they daring to challenge a King-level authority with just a few General-level magical beings? Had they grown weary of life? Another general quickly interjected, "Your Majesty, please allow us to explain. It's not that we lack the desire to go—we simply can't, because our base has been destroyed." Sakthos's expression softened slightly. "Then, what exactly happened?" "It was "The third general added, 'My troops reported that four figures resembling demons in appearance but exhibiting fighting styles extremely similar to cultivators have appeared at the transmission base. They split into two groups—one drawing the attention of our main force, the other carrying out destruction.' Sakthos's expression darkened further, and he asked coldly, 'Severe losses, were there?' The leading general quickly replied, 'Only a few hundred soldiers were lost. The base itself suffered the worst damage—it's now completely destroyed and unusable. As a result, my original schedule has had to be revised.' Sakthos nodded in silence, then glanced coldly at the faces of the generals, asking, 'Are they cultivators, or perhaps from the Celestial Realm?' The generals nodded in unison, unsure of the Emperor's thoughts, and remained silent, barely breathing. 'Did they dare to eat the courage of a lion, showing such boldness in appearing right in the heart of our demonic territory, and even going so far as to deliberately destroy our transmission base?' "Saktos growled in anger, 'It's even more heartbreaking that an army of thirty thousand should be kept in constant turmoil by just four people. Not only have they lost several hundred troops, but they've also lost a major teleportation hub. What in the world are you five doing here?' 'Your servant humbly apologizes, please forgive us, Majesty.' The several officers bowed deeply, kneeling on one knee. 'Forgive me, forgive me,' Saktos said, 'Will these losses be recovered simply by punishing you? Why are you still standing there? Go seize these four bold and reckless ones and crush them to pieces.'"