tors in the lower realms, Jiang Yun was nothing more than a talkative, cowardly weakling with no real strength.Therefore, all the talents would regard Jiang Yun as a piece of meat on a chopping board,..."Junior Sister!"

Seeing Situ Jing fall, Dongfang Bo let out a surprised exclamation from his mouth. In a hurry, he waved his sleeve, and a gentle force gently supported Situ Jing's fallen body.

Then, a mouthful of blood spurted from Dongfang Bo's mouth, exploding in the air and dispersing into a cloud of blood mist. It quickly congealed into an altar!

A square altar stood before them, upon which nine round stone stelae were erected.

The Shrine of the Silent Tribe!

As the altar appeared in the heavens and earth, Dongfang Bo's hands were also rapidly forming countless hand seals, striking heavily upon this altar.aited in silence for a while, but the surroundings remained eerily still, with not a single sound.This caused Wu Er's eyes to flash with a cruel glint. The point at the center of Jiang Rou's brow, tha...