housands of tribal challenges!In all previous gladiator tournaments, no first-round champions have ever managed to last until the very end.Although Xiao Yun and the others felt helpless, there was not..."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.ss Puppet Lamp had never been replenished. And this time, since he was going to save the Wenda Sect and confront the three major forces, he had to do everything possible to prepare.Only this life fire...