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.,Luochen was once a celestial venerated in his past life. With his experience, how could he possibly not understand,And with a single glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a forgery. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。