The Yellow Springs Cult leader stood atop the cliff and glanced at Shinji and Sasuke.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the Sharingan in Sasuke's eyes, then shifted to the carriage carrying Shion. "Shion, your miko power is greater than your mother's. Why resist your destiny? Come, accept the fate we share!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
the Yellow Springs Cult followers on either side of the cliff, their Chakra replenished, shrieked as they charged into the canyon. Their eyes burned with an indescribable fanaticism!
"Get ready to fight!"
Asuma shouted, then pulled his familiar pair of knuckle blades from his weapons pouch and charged forward.
Kurenai leaped to the side of Shion's carriage.
Aoba Yamashiro quietly moved toward Sasuke.
The two other Chunin traveling with them took up positions at the front and rear, guarding both ends of the group.
Clearly,
Asuma had made his arrangements before the enemy launched its all-out assault. He would lead the attack, Kurenai would protect Shion, and Aoba Yamashiro would protect Sasuke.
As for the rest of the group, they would have to fend for themselves.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, explosions rang out throughout the canyon.
The Yellow Springs Cult followers and the convoy clashed in a fierce battle across the canyon.
Most of the cultists were only at Genin level, while even the elite among them were no more than Chunin.
But after receiving a vast amount of Chakra from 'Moryo,' even the Genin had become troublesome opponents.
The amount of Chakra one possessed was itself an important factor limiting a ninja's strength. A ninja with an enormous supply of Chakra was never weak.
So when the Yellow Springs Cult followers began casting all kinds of jutsu without restraint, casualties immediately appeared among the convoy.
Fortunately, Asuma, Kurenai,