nsing the Blessed Land!Stretching languidly, Jiang Yun finally stood up, pushed open his door, and as soon as he appeared, many of the snow tribe members surrounding him all wore strange expressions o..."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. step!And Jiang Yun walked all the way, although his speed wasn't fast, every step was deliberate, not even a flicker of hesitation in his form.Just seven steps out, and all the tangible walls before...