ld only think of this way, which was to seek an audience with the Wasteland Master.If that wasteland master could only activate attacks through these runes, then even if the opponent’s cultivation was..."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.s of individual creatures or races, passed down through generations and traceable."This 'trace', according to my grandfather, even a powerful spirit wouldn't be able to see it. It can only be viewed t...