, it's not hard to see that the effort he has put in is far beyond anyone else.This kind of effort, if it were in a normal world, would be a good thing. But in this prison, such effort is a bad thing...."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.And with the appearance of this mark, Jiang Yun's divine consciousness suddenly boiled furiously at this moment.Shensi, originally formless and intangible, is a special feeling that only emerges after...