ne had even a faint memory of Ginger Cloud.Jiang Yun did not open her mouth to explain herself, but instead coldly looked at Luo Lingxiao and Liu Hao for a moment before lightly nodding. "Since that's..."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.spects, simply put. One is disguise, and the other is fusion.The nameless wasteland before had always remained hidden, disguised even from the spectral energies that emanated from the Dead Realm. The...