Xu Zimu arrived at Qingshan Peak, the residence of the most powerful figure in Zhenwu Sacred Sect. It wasn't ostentatious or filled with luxurious palaces and pavilions.,After a long silence, a gentle breeze seemed to break the stillness. Xu Qing Shan slowly raised his head.,He was an ordinary middle-aged man, dressed in plain blue clothes, and he didn't have a particularly intimidating aura.。