Having been passed down for millions of years, the Louguan Dao, once the source of Taoism in this realm, was now a sea of fire. Bolts of lightning raged, shattering the ancient pavilions on Mount Zhongnan.,The boy was probably around fourteen or fifteen years old. He was handsome and well-proportioned, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes. At first glance, one could tell he came from a wealthy family.,Miao Kong ignored him completely. A flash of cruelty crossed his face as he countered by sending a streak of light into the young man's body. The old Taoist, Tong Shen, looked at him with a strange expression and asked, "You would be so kind as to give him something"。