Black Wind Stockade

The Jin State is currently under the control of eunuchs, who impose heavy taxes and levies, leading to widespread banditry. The government is too busy amassing wealth to clear them out, allowing these outlaws to grow stronger.

In the Taicang Mountains to the south lies the notorious Black Wind Stockade. Its three leaders are all True Qi masters, commanding hundreds of bandits. Travelers passing through must pay tribute, or face death with no burial.

The Black Wind Stockade is powerful, and no one dares to offend them. However, there are always exceptions. One day, a lone rider, covered in dust from the road, arrived at Taicang Mountain!

"It's all dirt roads, I'm covered in dust. Good thing I didn't wear white. I'll save the snow-white attire for when I can protect myself with Qi."

Zhang Yunhao, dressed in black with a grim expression, dismounted and led his horse up the mountain. The reason he came to the Black Wind Stockade was simple: it was the closest location to where he had been teleported.

Within Taicang Mountain, the Black Wind Stockade had eyes and ears in many places. Zhang Yunhao led his horse up the mountain, appearing as a typical martial artist, and was quickly noticed and secretly monitored.

Though the spies were well-hidden, Zhang Yunhao was no ordinary person and soon discovered them. He immediately used his Qinggong to dart into the woods. Two screams followed, and both spies were captured.

"I am Tian Ming. Go back and tell your Great Chieftain to bring me to the Black Wind Stockade!"

Zhang Yunhao wasted no time. With a grip and a release, the spy, who had heard of Blood Hand Tian Ming's reputation, was terrified. Without any further threats, he obediently led the way.

Because someone had been sent ahead to notify them, Zhang Yunhao found the Great Chieftain, along with the Second and Third Chieftains, and over a hundred elites, waiting for him in a crescent formation when he reached the Black Wind Stockade.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunhao loosened the reins and strode forward to a position about ten meters in front of the Great Chieftain. Despite facing over a hundred people, his face remained calm and confident, showing no regard for them.

The Great Chieftain of the Black Wind Stockade, nicknamed Death-Seizing Ghost Hand, was a ruthless individual. However, Blood Hand Tian Ming had a considerable reputation, and he did not wish to start a war without reason. Thus, he decided to speak first, shouting, "Blood Hand Tian Ming, our Black Wind Stockade has never had any dealings with you. Why have you come here?"

Zhang Yunhao smiled and replied, "It's simple. I've come to kill you and bring justice to the heavens!"

"Kill me? Bring justice to the heavens?"

Death-Seizing Ghost Hand was taken aback, then scoffed dismissively, "Tian Ming, you've spilled more innocent blood than I have. Aren't you ashamed to utter the words 'bring justice to the heavens'? Also, do you think you alone can take on my entire Black Wind Stockade? Are you out of your mind?"

"Hahaha!"

The others burst into laughter. No matter how powerful Tian Ming was, could he really challenge their entire Black Wind Stockade by himself?

The Second Chieftain, who looked like a butcher, sneered, "Tian Ming, if you leave now, we might spare your life. Otherwise, you'll die here today."

Zhang Yunhao was unfazed, his smile widening instead. "Do you know? You've made your biggest mistake!"

The Great Chieftain snorted, "Mistake? Tian Ming, you are the one who made a mistake by daring to come to the Black Wind Stockade so brazenly and declaring you'll kill me. I'd like to see how you plan to do it."

"Like this!"

Zhang Yunhao, who had been smiling moments before, lunged forward like a fierce tiger. His fist exploded through the air, descending like a meteor towards the Great Chieftain's chest.

The Great Chieftain only had time to raise his fists to protect his chest before Zhang Yunhao's fist arrived. Then, with a boom, he was sent flying, along with several bandits behind him, tumbling like rag dolls.

With a single punch, the Great Chieftain's arms were broken, and he vomited blood as if it were free. Even the unlucky bandits behind him cried out in pain, unable to get up.

"Great Chieftain!"

The Second and Third Chieftains were shocked. In a fit of rage, they attacked Zhang Yunhao. The Second Chieftain used a move called "Mountain Splitting Chop." He was quite strong and had cultivated True Qi, so his strike was powerful.

The Third Chieftain, a woman, wielded two weapons resembling Emei daggers. She attacked Zhang Yunhao's vital areas at extremely treacherous angles.

"Petty tricks! Your biggest mistake was daring to stand in front of me!"

Zhang Yunhao disdained them. His right hand turned bright red as he grabbed the Second Chieftain's descending saber. With a downward pull, a surge of immense force caused the Second Chieftain to lose his balance and stumble sideways, bumping into the Third Chieftain.

"This guy's strength is even greater than mine?"

The Second Chieftain was shocked. He was known for his strength, but before Zhang Yunhao, he seemed like a child.

Then, Zhang Yunhao unleashed a fierce Leopard Fist with his left hand towards the Second Chieftain's chest. As the Second Chieftain prepared to dodge, Zhang Yunhao lightly shook his right hand, sending a gentle force through the saber into the Second Chieftain's right hand. He trembled, and half his body became uncontrollable.

In this state, the Second Chieftain was hit squarely by Zhang Yunhao's punch, flying out with a scream. He landed on the ground, lifeless, his chest caved in with a fist-sized indentation.

Everyone around gasped. How much strength did this person possess? How hard were his fists to cause such an effect?

Meanwhile, the Great Chieftain finally stopped spitting blood, because he was already dead. The people of the Black Wind Stockade grew increasingly panicked. In just two or three exchanges, both the Great Chieftain and the Second Chieftain were dead?

How strong was this Blood Hand Tian Ming? The renowned Great Chieftain and Second Chieftain of the Black Wind Stockade couldn't even withstand a single punch from him?

"Kill him! All of you, attack! Kill him and avenge the Great Chieftain and Second Chieftain!"

The Third Chieftain was utterly terrified and hastily commanded the other bandits. However, only about a dozen bandits charged out shouting. The rest were too afraid to advance, choosing to watch.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Zhang Yunhao paid no attention to these bandits. He threw down his saber and charged at them himself, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Wherever he went, screams erupted!

Zhang Yunhao now possessed Three Oxen Strength, making his attacks incredibly formidable. To touch him was to be wounded; to be hit by him was to die!

Not long after, the ground was littered with corpses. All the bandits who had charged out were dead. The Third Chieftain, who had been looking for an opportunity, saw Zhang Yunhao effortlessly slaughtering these elite bandits and was completely terrified. She turned to flee.

"Family members should be together. You can join them too."

Zhang Yunhao snorted coldly and kicked a long sword lying at his feet towards the Third Chieftain's back like a meteor. The Third Chieftain was immediately impaled by the sword, let out a scream, and fell forward, dying on the spot!

Thus, all three chieftains of the Black Wind Stockade were dead!