On the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the altar for offering sacrifices to heaven. The white-day thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked heated discussions among people for a time.,At this moment, the elderly man excitedly opened an ancient box and took out a painting set from within. He unfurled it and was admiring it.,But Luochen glanced at it and then disdainfully withdrew his gaze.。