But to keep a low profile, this place is now called Zhenwu Sect, not Zhenwu Shengzong.

 Even the newly built Zhenwu Sect is nothing more than a third-rate force.

 The strongest person in the sect is just a powerful person with divine veins who has reached the end of his life.

This day is the day of worship for the Zhenwu Sect.

Specially to worship the ancestors of the sect.

Sect leader Wang Hengzhi led a group of elders and a large number of disciples to the ancestral tomb.

 At a rough glance, there are at least thousands of ancestral tombs.

 The disciples began to prepare objects for worship.

Sect leader Wang Hengzhi and several core elders stood at the front.

 They looked at the thirty or so disciples from a distance.

He sighed and said, "Looking at the glory of our Zhenwu Holy Sect from a distance.

 Pilgrimage from all directions and welcome from all directions.

I didn’t expect that now, because of the incompetence of future generations, it has not fallen into our hands.”

 “Sect Master, don’t blame yourself,” said the core elder next to him.

“If it weren’t for our ancestors and you, I’m afraid the Zhenwu Holy Sect would have been extinct.

It’s really not easy for it to survive now.”

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from not far away.
Chapter completed!