hand. He stuffed them all into his mouth in one go.And the powerful fighting spirit that had once surged through his body suddenly vanished, replaced by a peaceful aura.Even the coldness on his face,..."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.Wenda sect, seeing 300,000 disciples who have been tempered by war, seeing masters like Zuo Haoxchen and Xia Zhongxing who are heaven-protected and earth-sheltered, they simply can't believe it!The ca...