A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His cheeks, as sharp as a knife, looked pale, but they couldn't hide a hint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Once, Luochin was unrivaled in battle, conquering all races and enemies across countless realms. He stood at the peak of all paths, dominating the cosmos. Sadly, he was ambushed and killed by three Heavenly Venerables who returned during the Third Solar Epoch.,At this moment, the old man eagerly opened an antique box and took out a painting screen from it. He was admiring it.。