3366 Lo Chen

On the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the altar used for offering sacrifices to heaven. The midday thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, immediately sparked widespread discussion.,A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His face, chiseled like a knife, looked pale, but it couldn't hide the gleam of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The youth let out a sigh, carefully sensing his internal state. He found that the Taihuang Sutra was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the depths of the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation within him vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taihuang Sutra.。