A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His cheekbones were sharp as a blade and looked rather pale, but they couldn't hide the determined glint in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The youth let out a sigh, carefully sensing within, but found the Taihuang Jing lay dormant like a coiled dragon in the abyss. He couldn't call it forth. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished completely, leaving only a wisp of protective Qi from the Taihuang Jing.,"It seems I'm really back, back to Earth, and even to the age of twenty." The young man's name was Luo Chen, the last descendant of the Taishang lineage.。