Super War God in the City-Chapter 598: Yue Shan’s Hope!

Watching Ying Huang slashed and sent flying, Ling Fan's gaze turned cold as he brandished his sword and closed in once more.

From a distance, the encircling ninjas saw their clan leader defeated, and they were immediately frightened out of their wits, their faces ashen.

Clan Leader Ying Huang was the highest in cultivation among the Yinghe lineage, and now, even the clan leader was no match for the enemy. This left everyone with no hope of victory.

"It's over, our Yinghe is in danger!" a pale-faced ninja exclaimed from afar.

Huang Liangtai stood by, hands and feet ice-cold, feeling as if the sky had collapsed.

At that moment, Ying Huang's body hurtled back, crashing into a thick tree and breaking it in half.

Clan Leader Ying Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, severely wounded, lying on the ground with eyes blood-red, his heart tumultuous like stormy seas.

He never expected his opponent to be so formidable; even though he had been carelessly wounded by a bomb earlier, as a late-stage Martial Saint Realm powerhouse, he was unexpectedly unable to withstand a single strike from his opponent.

"You... who exactly are you?" Ying Huang, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, pointed at Ling Fan and trembled.

By then, Ling Fan had already moved swiftly to stand in front of Ying Huang, the edge of his sword pointing at his forehead, his voice cold, "Someone who's here to take your life!"

Ying Huang looked at the unfamiliar face before him, full of doubt and confusion; he couldn't remember when Yinghe had ever offended such a powerful enemy. Could it be someone from within the clan?

The extent of the mobilization by this adversary wasn't for wealth or murder, it must be some deep-seated vendetta. He couldn't comprehend either possibility!

Speaking of seeking riches, his Yinghe didn't possess vast wealth or Exotic Treasures. As for hatred, it would have to be a monumental grudge to compel an enemy to launch an assault with thousands of men!

Just then, he saw faint movements of crowds and heard thunderous shouts from the mountain's base, as if the final assault was being sounded.

"Young man, who exactly are you? Can you speak more clearly, why are you assaulting Yinghe?" Ying Huang took a deep breath, his complexion pale. He couldn't bear not understanding the situation.

"Hehe!" Ling Fan smirked coldly.

"Old man, weren't you very interested in the Kumano Temple Secret Manual? You chased my woman again and again; did you think I was easy to provoke?

Today I am going to flatten your Yinghe; rest assured, Koga will join you soon!"

"What?" Ying Huang was shocked.

He never imagined that the dire crisis facing the Yinghe lineage was connected to the Kumano Temple Secret Manual he coveted day and night!

"The... The manual is in your hands?" Ying Huang asked in shock.

"Hmph, still want the manual? It's not on me, but, that belongs to my woman, and you dare covet it; today I'll send you to meet King Yan first, then destroy your Yinghe lineage!" Ling Fan huffed coldly, and 'Duan Yuan' in his hand pulsing with Sword Qi, was about to decapitate Ying Huang.

Suddenly, just as he was about to strike, a flash of blood light appeared and the old man before him vanished on the spot!

"Hm?" Ling Fan was startled and immediately used his Divine Sense, only to find no trace at all.

"Blood... Blood Escape Technique?" Huang Liangtai murmured to himself.

It was unexpected that even the clan leader was forced to use the Blood Escape Technique, an act that would cause irreversible damage to the body!

Ling Fan frowned and immediately turned to face Huang Liangtai, appearing in a blink with Duan Yuan against the other's neck.

Huang Liangtai only saw a blur before him and before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck.

If the clan leader was no match for Ling Fan with a single stroke, Huang Liangtai was even less so.

"Speak, where did that guy just run off to!" Ling Fan demanded coldly.

Huang Liangtai shuddered and looked nervously at Ling Fan, "I... I'm not sure!"

Ling Fan raised an eyebrow, "What is his role here?"

"Clan... Clan Leader!" Huang Liangtai replied nervously.

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This was hardly something to hide, as anyone casually captured could reveal this information.

Upon hearing this, Ling Fan frowned, somewhat regretful that it was indeed the Yinghe clan leader.

At that moment, Elves and others had already charged up.

The defensive Ninjas deployed oil tanks, rolling logs, and rolling stones, but none of these measures could harm Elder Leisure in the slightest.

In just a few moments, several individuals with rocket launchers had charged in, bombarding the Ninja Village relentlessly.

"Beiming!" The Elf approached Ling Fan.

Ling Fan nodded, True Yuan surged within his body, and he released a Sword Qi that ended Huang Liangtai's life.

He then turned to look down the mountain, only to see the group from Dragon Gate also charging up.

"Take action, don't let a single one escape!" Ling Fan immediately ordered.

Shortly after Ling Fan and his people had cleared a path, the group from Dragon Gate managed to storm up without much trouble.

At that moment, the Ninjas were trapped in a desperate situation; after a brief moment of panic, they rallied and fought fiercely against the impeturbable attackers from Dragon Gate!

Yin Huang, after using the Blood Escape Technique, immediately hid in Yinghe's secret chamber.

Already grievously injured, his aura became more disordered once he was inside the secret chamber; the secret technique greatly consumed his Essence Blood, making recovery extremely difficult.

The secret chamber was specially designed to clearly convey sounds from above to the inside while not allowing any noise from below to be heard outside.

"Cough, cough... Is heaven determined to destroy our Yinghe lineage?" As the sounds of shouting and booming cannon fire came from above, Yin Huang's face turned deathly pale.

At this moment, he only hoped that those women and children hiding in the tunnels could survive safely, leaving behind a glimmer of hope for the Yinghe lineage!

This scenario filled him with despair, a catastrophe unlike any other the Yinghe had ever faced!

Suddenly, his despairing eyes caught sight of a statue over ten feet tall inside the secret chamber, the ancestor of the Yinghe lineage.

This object was a Magic Artifact that connected them to Yue Shan, but it had not been used in hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years ago, a Ninja at Yue Shan had a moment of Enlightenment and entered the God Realm.

Since then, he opened a sect at Yue Shan, attracting followers from various Ninja clans.

In its heyday, Yue Shan had symbolized the Martial Arts World of Snow Country!

Latterly, after the God Realm Ninja fell, he left behind a Sacred Stele at Yue Shan, inscribed with his life's Enlightenment.

However, reaching the God Realm was as hard as reaching the high heavens; although many sought the path at Yue Shan, there have been no stories of anyone succeeding again.

Eventually, Yue Shan gradually declined, although three most distinguished founders of the present-day major Ninja lineages emerged from there!

As time passed, only the Ninja of the three lineages were allowed to contemplate the Sacred Stele; nowadays, the qualified Ninjas were fewer than ever!

Only those who attained the Ghost Ninja Realm were eligible to visit Yue Shan for contemplation, and those who entered Yue Shan eschewed worldly affairs.

Yue Shan once had an unspoken rule: any Ninja eligible to contemplate there, regardless of lineage, was obliged to offer unconditional aid and support in times of existential crisis for any of the three families.

However, as time passed, this rule was forgotten.

Had he not seen this statue of the ancestor, he might not have even remembered it!

The sole Ghost Ninja of Yue Shan today is from the Jihe lineage, the former clan leader who voluntarily left Jihe and renounced his leadership twenty years ago!

This man, known as the Martial Fool, paid no heed to worldly matters; otherwise, given his status as a Ghost Ninja, Jihe would never have been the least amongst the three clans.

It can be said that unless Jihe was facing total annihilation, this man would certainly not emerge from seclusion!

This man, hardly bothering about his own lineage, would he even care about their survival?

Yin Huang took a deep breath, unsure if Yue Shan's last straw for salvation could bring any hope to the Yinghe.

But now, with his life force flickering like a candle in the wind, if his final bit of life force could exchange for a sliver of hope for his lineage's survival, it would be worth it.

Without a second word, he formed Seal Gestures with both hands, suddenly clapping his chest with a fierce palm strike, and immediately a stream of Essence Blood sprayed out, falling into the Seal in the air.

Then, a red light flashed, shooting into the statue.