Zhang Xiaoman

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Unfortunately, even as the legendary Celestial Venerable, he was unable to bring his father back to life. This became the most regrettable thing in his legendary life, and also the reason why he couldn't break through the final layer for a long time.,At this moment, the old man opened an antique box with eager anticipation. He took out a painting scroll from inside and unfurled it, admiring it.。