ere are wisps of white mist, like dragons, that emerge from the mouth and nose.Above the sky, countless things like feathers, white and fluffy, were falling continuously.Jiang Yun couldn't help but op..."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., the Mo Shan truly lived up to its name, transforming into a mountain shrouded in demonic energy.A powerful aura emanated from him, forcing those watching from the sidelines to step back and create d...