Li Xingyue's Strength

Inside Yun Tian Pass, Xiong Ju's appearance steadied the troops for the time being.

But the shadow of the four tribes' destruction still hung over everyone.

Xiong Ju did not leave. Bearing the Country Lord's Golden Scepter, he took the place of Xiong Li, the Country Lord of Eastern Ridge Kingdom, and held Yun Tian Pass.

Yun Tian Pass was too important to Eastern Ridge Kingdom. It could not be lost.

Late that night.

The leaders of the Black Rock Tribe, the Chiling Tribe, and the Heze Tribe gathered in secret, their faces dark enough to drip water.

The Black Rock Tribe's leader gritted his teeth. "Hutai Xie has taken action. The killers who slaughtered my tribe shouldn't be able to escape now, right?"

The Chiling Tribe's leader gave a cold laugh. "Hard to say. Hutai Xie is strong, but Eastern Ridge is vast. If those thieves mean to hide, how could he catch them in a day or two?"

"Are we supposed to just sit here and wait?"

The Heze Tribe's leader spoke in fury.

"My Heze Tribe had hundreds of thousands of people. My wife, my children, my family, young and old—they're all dead!"

He slammed his fist into the table, smashing it to pieces.

"If we don't wait, what can we do? The Great Prince is holding the Country Lord's Golden Scepter and overseeing this place. If we dare act rashly, death is all that awaits us."

"That spineless Qingtai Jie—his Qingtai Tribe was wiped out, and he can still sit still?"

"Didn't you hear Chituli? He calls it devotion to the greater good!"

"To hell with his greater good!"

The Heze Tribe's leader spat on the ground.

"Enough. Don't be impatient. There are people even more anxious than we are."

The Chiling Tribe's leader narrowed