Chang Xiaoman Luo Ch

On the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the altar for offering sacrifices to heaven. The midday thunderclap, accompanied by the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked widespread discussion.,The young man sighed, carefully sensing his inner being. He discovered that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all of his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.,Until that snowy night, when someone carried the body of their now frozen father back home, they wept uncontrollably.。