echoed in their ears: “Gingercloud!”From among the Luo family, a young man stepped forward. His eyes blazed with fury, staring intently at Jiang Yun. It was none other than the Luo family's young mast..."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.ten thousand barbarian soldiers, I haven't done anything else at all.Although I know nothing about what goes on in the camp, Haruka has somehow given me a mission.Isn't this tribe's way of doing thing...