e was like he hadn't heard his father at all, as if he hadn't seen him. Instead, he continued to walk step by step toward Qiao Rui.At this moment, his eyes only saw Joe Ri. In his mind, there was only..."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.e to five years, it could be ten or twenty years. Some say the longest interval has even exceeded a hundred years."Jiang Yun fell silent again.Because according to what Nan Yun told me, I still couldn...