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.,In his past life, his family wasn't a wealthy tycoon, but his father owned a house in the county town, a car, and even had several hundred thousand yuan in savings. It could be considered a relatively affluent family. Moreover, there was a small decoration company at home. In any case, he could be said to have lived a fairly comfortable life.。