emaciated to the extreme.But a colossal tempest suddenly erupted on his body, and under its frenzied sweep, he crashed against the nine black mountains with a thunderous roar.That was the breath of h..."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.loodline of any clan would gradually become diluted.Even those of the highest standing, even if their blood is drained completely, it would be very difficult to condense it into a Blood Vein Orb again...