weeds grow wildly, transforming into vines that ensnare the beasts.Even when Feng Wuji attacked him with his wind blades, a flicker of envy crossed his heart. Sadly, at that time, he was just an ordin..."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.he lashed out!"That hateful Human Emperor, he probably anticipated that one day this weapon would resurface. To prevent it from falling into the hands of the Demon Race, he sealed his own power within...