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.,The phone connected, and a voice laced with impatience and coldness rang through the receiver.,Luochin was once a celestial venerate in his past life. How could he possibly not understand with his insight。