At the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the platform dedicated to heaven-worshipping. The daytime thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked heated discussions.,Until that snowy night, when someone brought back his father's already cold body, he wept uncontrollably.,At this moment, the old man eagerly opened an antique box. He took out a painting scroll from inside and was admiring it.。