nto darkness. The wind was getting fiercer, the thunder more violent, and the sea of boundaries even more surging.But all of this is no longer directed at himself, but at the venerable Daoist in front..."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.entering them also had different orders.Therefore, some monks may have already left this world, while others have just entered it.All the cultivators who could enter here were absolutely not weak, and...