On the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning ripped through the void, shattering the altar dedicated to heaven on its summit. The startling thunderclap during daylight, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, immediately sparked heated discussions.,A young man sat in the car, his expression dazed. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked pale, but there was still a glimmer of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The young man sighed deeply, carefully sensing his body. He found that the Taixuan Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the depths of an abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished, leaving only a trace of protective energy from the Taixuan Jing.。