Zhou Luo's deep voice slowly spread, not loud, but every member of the Zhou family present felt as if it sounded right beside their ears, each instantly stirred to their core, just this display alone was enough to inspire reverence.
Zhou Luo held the enormous family genealogy, narrating unhurriedly the heroic figures and deeds of each generation of the Zhou family over the past thousand years.
"Today, I, Zhou Luo, the thirty-fifth Family Head of the Zhou family, together with the disciples of the Zhou family, worship heaven and our ancestors, wishing our family's honor to last for thousands of generations, ceaselessly passed on!"
"Worship to heaven, worship to the ancestors!"
Subsequently, the bright sky unexpectedly dimmed in an instant, as if covered by a layer of clothing.
"Whoosh…"
A terrifying screech came from above everyone's heads, sharp enough to almost pierce through everyone's eardrums.
