he cultivators for free!One by one, with voices filled with kindness and respect, those cultivators who had once been treated by Jiang Yun spoke up, their words echoing through the air.Although many 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. was about to open his mouth to yield, but a voice beat him to it: “We are desert soldiers, not women. When facing trouble, if we can use our hands, don't waste words!”"Kou Qing did indeed hit your pe...