o something like swapping out someone else's elixir.That middle-aged man's eyes darted, reacting extremely quickly. He hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed to the elder: "Nephew's knowledge of medici..."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.erwhelming surge of celestial power bestowed upon him.Of course, this also surprised them.To everyone's surprise, Dongfang Bo, who already held a significant advantage in terms of strength, was unable...