searching for Jiang Yun relentlessly but found no clues. Therefore, he could only seek help on the occasion of Patriarch Luo's birthday.And this purple-clothed man, the protagonist of this birthday c..."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.hose from Taoist patterns like Yu Yang's, Jiang Yun has now broken open forty-six wounds.He wasn't planning on continuing to break it open, because he wanted to wait until after entering the mirage be...