Luochen

At the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the platform for offering sacrifices to heaven. The midday thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, caused quite a stir.,A young man sat listlessly in the car. His face, sharp as a blade, looked pale, but there was an unconquerable spirit shining through his eyes, hinting at extraordinary fortitude.,The young man sighed, carefully sensing his body. He found that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a sleeping Azure Dragon in a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.。