Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 411: Chapter 397 Below Innate

However, they seem to have underestimated Yang Zhenshan.

Assassins value a kill with one strike.

The assassination attempt just now had already failed. At this point, they should have retreated thousands of miles away, instead of continuing to besiege Yang Zhenshan.

With their strength, trying to confront Yang Zhenshan head-on is still far insufficient.

With a spear dance, Yang Zhenshan advanced instead of retreating, pressuring fiercely, forcing the trio to keep retreating.

Suddenly, he executed ”Venomous Snake Spits Tongue,” the spear tip directly targeting the throat of Poison Bee, and before the three could react, Yang Zhenshan’s spear had pierced Poison Bee’s throat.

Securing a hit, Yang Zhenshan pressed his advantage relentlessy, his towering form like a tiger descending the mountain, his imposing aura forcefully causing Shadow Bat and Partridge to continue retreating.

Seeing them engaged in battle, Lu Ke from the nearby Xuanbing Sword could no longer hold back, with a clang, his long sword unsheathed, striking like lightning, appearing in a flash.

”Well done!” Yang Zhenshan exclaimed with joy rather than anger.

His spear danced impenetrably tight, not allowing water to splash through or wind to penetrate.

No matter how sharp Lu Ke’s sword was, it couldn’t get within ten feet of Yang Zhenshan.

Ye Changkai and Xiang Qiaohe, seeing this from afar, showed solemn expressions.

”It seems we cannot underestimate the heroes of the world! General Yang’s strength is even stronger than I anticipated by a good margin!”

Xiang Qiaohe, with eyes fierce as torches, said: ”What of it, today he will surely die without a doubt!”

”What a pity!” Ye Changkai lamented with some regret.

Afterwards, the two leaped up and stepped onto the shore.

”Hahaha, it’s rare that we all gather here today, how about we join forces?” Fu Shanhong laughed loudly.

”Good, let’s talk about the reward from the golden ranking afterwards!” Ye Changkai laughed.

Xiang Qiaohe looked towards Sun Chunsheng not far away.

Sun Chunsheng waved his hand, drawing the long sword at his waist, ”Count me in!”

However, just as his words landed, a short blade pierced through his chest from behind.

Pfft~~

The snow-white short blade was stained with blood, casting a bewitching halo under the crimson twilight.

This sudden change stunned everyone.

Sun Chunsheng, in extreme pain, fiercely struck backward with a palm, immediately knocking Luo Jingsong, who was behind him, harshly into the boat tower.

”Cough cough cough~~ Luo Jingsong, you traitor!” Sun Chunsheng clutched his chest wound.

Blood sprayed through the gaps of his fingers.

”Hehe~~”

Luo Jingsong walked out of the wrecked boat tower, his face wearing a mocking smile.

”Traitor! I, from Yuheng Star Hall, have been bustling day and night to fulfill the main Hall’s missions, struggling to collect money for the main Hall, and risking life and death for the greater cause of Star Moon Sect.”

”But what about you! You treat us as pawns that can be sacrificed at will!”

”Traitors! It is you who have betrayed us, betrayed the righteousness of the Star Moon Sect’s Seven Stars Hall!”

Luo Jingsong’s face was full of rage, and he shouted loudly.

”Today I, from Yuheng Star Hall, will break away from Star Moon Sect, from today onwards, Yuheng Star Hall will be the mortal enemy of Star Moon Sect!”

”This Hall Master hereby vows, wherever Yuheng Star Hall is, Star Moon Sect will not be tolerated!”

The rights and wrongs of worldly society can never be clearly stated in just a few words.

As one of the Seven Stars Hall of Star Moon Sect, Yuheng Star Hall should theoretically obey the commands of the main hall of the Star Moon Sect, ready to go through fire and water for it.

However, when the main hall of the Star Moon Sect decided to abandon Yuheng Star Hall, Luo Jingsong could no longer regard Yuheng Star Hall as a part of the Star Moon Sect.

He felt betrayed, felt the taste of being discarded.

Thus, he chose to leave the Star Moon Sect.

”You!” Sun Chunsheng glared at Luo Jingsong.

Luo Jingsong, rubbing his chest, indifferently looked at him, ”Rest assured in your death, I won’t let you die in vain. I’ll deliver your head back to the main hall as a declaration of Yuheng Star Hall’s breakaway!”

”Damn it!” Sun Chunsheng, furious and severely injured, suddenly leapt forward, trying to kill Luo Jingsong.

But Luo Jingsong was prepared, as Sun Chunsheng attacked, Luo Jingsong’s knife swept across.

Pfft.

A huge head was thrown into the air.

Half of the body crashed into the boat tower, the head landing on the deck.

In terms of cultivation, Luo Jingsong was far inferior to Sun Chunsheng.

Sun Chunsheng had long been a peak Postnatal martial artist, just one step away from reaching the Half-step Innate Realm.

And Luo Jingsong had just advanced to the Postnatal Ninth Layer not long ago, having been at the Postnatal Eighth Layer just five years earlier.

But under the unexpected sneak attack, Sun Chunsheng became a lost soul under Luo Jingsong’s knife.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Whether it was Ye Changkai and Xiang Qiaohe, or Fu Shanhong, even Lu Ke, who was engaged in the fight, were all stunned.

Lu Ke, who was entangled with Yang Zhenshan, glimpsed this scene and quickly withdrew.

His withdrawal suddenly pushed Shadow Bat and Partridge into a precarious situation.

The domineering Yang Zhenshan completely disregarded anything else, his spear tip like a dragon, directly knocking the Shadow Bat and the other assailant flying.

The sound of thunder vibrated, the sharp spear light piercing through the chests of the two men like skewering candied haws.

A shorter weapon means greater danger, a longer weapon means greater strength.

If it’s assassination, naturally shorter weapons are more deadly, but if it’s a head-on battle, the long spear holds the advantage.

With Lu Ke restraining him, Yang Zhenshan still had to be cautious, but once Lu Ke retreated, the remaining assailants, Shadow Bat and the other, were immediately killed by Yang Zhenshan.

The Shadow Bat and the others, as top assassins of Mountain River Tower, were actually not weak, possessing the cultivation of the Postnatal Ninth Layer, and all were skilled in assassination techniques.

Generally speaking, Half-step Innate Martial Artists, if not cautious, stand a good chance of becoming their victims.

Unfortunately, they were up against the abnormal Yang Zhenshan.

His Half-step Innate cultivation aside, his formidable strength made even Innate Martial Artists wary.

With the deaths of Shadow Bat and the other, the situation on the field changed drastically.

Now, only Fu Shanhong, Ye Changkai, another opponent, and Lu Ke were left targeting Yang Zhenshan.

Seeing Luo Jingsong on the boat, Yang Zhenshan was first shocked, then burst into loud laughter.

”Master Luo, you really gave this old man a big surprise!”

He hadn’t expected Luo Jingsong to pull this move.

Although he had met Luo Jingsong before, and Luo had mentioned owing him a favor from Yuheng Star Hall, he wasn’t surprised when he learned from Wei Cen that Luo Jingsong intended to move against him.

”General Yang, I have no intentions of being your enemy, and though I am here today, it’s against my will!”

”That favor I owe, I still remember it firmly; if General Yang needs it, I can repay it today!”

Luo Jingsong clasped his fists and said loudly.

Yang Zhenshan waved his hand, ”No need, today you just watch the excitement, haha~~”

He had no intention of asking Luo Jingsong for help, and given Luo Jingsong’s cultivation, facing the current four opponents could look somewhat inadequate.

”If that’s the case, I won’t disturb General Yang anymore, I’ll visit another day!” Seeing Yang Zhenshan speak thus, Luo Jingsong didn’t insist and turned to leave.

Staying here now would serve no purpose and could complicate matters.

After all, without Yang Zhenshan’s utter trust, his presence could make people suspect his intentions.

Rather than being suspected, it was better to leave.

Watching Luo Jingsong’s boat gradually distancing, Yang Zhenshan’s gaze fell on the four before him.

”Gentlemen, it’s getting late, let’s quickly finish this battle.”

Ye Changkai, the next opponent, Fu Shanhong, and Lu Ke exchanged looks.

”Since General Yang said so, don’t blame us for being discourteous and joining forces!” Ye Changkai responded.

Yang Zhenshan shook his spear and laughed, ”Come at me together, it’s too boring one at a time!”

His arrogant words made the four slightly furrow their brows.

Although they acknowledged Yang Zhenshan’s strength, they didn’t believe he could face four opponents at once.

Considering their strength, being top experts of worldly society each holding Half-step Innate cultivation,

With their combined strength, there should be no equal in worldly society.

”Humph, General Yang truly is a fierce warlord on the battlefield, utterly arrogant!” Fu Shanhong lifted his long blade, his gaze sharp as he coldly spoke.

”Enough talk, take this!”

Yang Zhenshan had lost interest in banter, thrusting his spear forward and quickly advancing towards Fu Shanhong.

Fu Shanhong also met him bravely, brandishing his blade to fight.

Their clash rang out continuously with the sound of metal striking.

Soon, Ye Changkai, another opponent, and Lu Ke joined the fight.

Ye Changkai’s sword shifted mysteriously, with elements of ferocity.

Another opponent’s palm strikes were broad and encompassing, each move filled with unstoppable momentum.

Lu Ke’s sword was simple and direct, the sword tip seemingly harboring a frosty aura, every clash seeming to spark icy snowflakes.

Fu Shanhong’s blade was heavy and tyrannical, each blade heavier than the last, like relentless waves in the sea.

The four together, though not perfectly coordinated, forced Yang Zhenshan into continuous defense.

Facing four, even Yang Zhenshan appeared relatively inadequate.

Yet, thanks to his more powerful and domineering spear techniques, despite being on the defensive, he still managed to hold his ground without being pushed into a desperate situation.

Even so, the surrounding spectators from worldly society were utterly shocked.

”General Yang is so powerful?”

”Four together and they still can’t quickly defeat General Yang!”

”Below the Innate Realm, there might be no match for General Yang!”

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The crowd of worldly society martial artists watching the battle on the docks buzzed with discussion.

They were all incredibly surprised and exhilarated by the power displayed by Yang Zhenshan.

In worldly society, battles between experts were always rare grand events.

Normally, even two Half-step Innate Martial Artists clashing could draw countless followers, let alone today’s sight of four worldly society experts surrounding Yang Zhenshan, adding to the excitement.