e Patriarch, this should be enough!It's a pity, it's still not enough!"Little brat, what exactly is your lucky place, and how much spiritual energy does it need!"The old ancestor practically squeezed..."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.es, but could even easily replace the position of their sacrificial priest.It might sound impossible for an outsider to serve as a tribal priest, but the sacred teachings of the Barbarian tribe state...