smile slowly appeared on Jiang Yun's usually calm face, and a trace of reminiscence flickered in his eyes.Because of this hazy and blurred vision, he couldn't help but think back to when he was soaki..."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. I will condense will be the Water Dao Spirit!"As soon as the words left his mouth, a waterdrop-shaped mark appeared in Jiang Yun's left eye, radiating a hazy blue light. It enveloped his entire body,...