The young man sighed, carefully sensing within him. He found the Taihuang Jing was like a sleeping azure dragon in a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taihuang Jing.,Once upon a time, Luochin was invincible in battle, sweeping across all races and conquering every enemy. He stood atop the world, unyielding and supreme. However, he was tragically ambushed and killed by the three Heavenly Venerables who returned during the Third Solar Epoch.,"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang. Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID. His brows furrowed, and looking at the person calling, the calm he had cultivated was replaced by a flicker of hatred.。