e days ago, the young master of Yaoshenzong, who Elder Chen had contacted, that handsome young man, was sitting inside, staring coldly at Jiang Yun.And Elder Chen stood respectfully behind him.The man..."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.ver, he gently tugged on Jiang Yun's arm and whispered in a low voice.This group of people, at a glance, look like the sons of rich and powerful families. They are far from someone like her from the T...