On the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the altar used for offering sacrifices to heaven. The midday thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, immediately sparked widespread discussion.,The phone connected, and a voice laced with impatience and coldness echoed through the receiver. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,And looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew at a glance that it was a fake. This old man was actually being very careful and doting on it, as if he had gotten a genuine masterpiece.。