A Hai, the Great Chieftain of the Shangtuo Tribe, now had only two hopes. First, that his Great Consort Yueliduo would dare come to meet him, giving him someone in the Grandmaster Realm to protect him so he would no longer have to worry about his safety. Second, that the eight thousand troops he had dispatched would come join him under the command of his eldest son, Ye Lihei, allowing him to regain his imposing stature as the ruler of a tribe. If he could turn his army back and recover Red Camel City, that would be better still.
Of course, he did not know that both these wishes had long since come to nothing. Yueliduo had not fled as the rumors claimed; Wang Chong had captured her alive. As for Ye Lihei, he had long since died an unexplained death, and all eight thousand troops had passed into Gao Gun's hands, becoming forces of the White Camel Tribe.
Wang Chong listened for a long while. He had intended to be patient and wait until these people dispersed before acting, but after more than four hours, his patience gradually ran out. He pressed two fingers down, and with two hissing sounds, sliced open the great tent. Seeing someone blocking his way, who had yet to react and was just about to turn around, he struck without hesitation, planting his palm against the man's back over his heart. The blow instantly ruptured all his internal organs. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he died a grisly death on the spot.
Having killed one man, Wang Chong's ferocity erupted. He spread his hands to either side, unleashing two streams of Pure Yang Divine Sword Qi, and two heads immediately flew into the air. This was his first time using the