C824 The Heaven Measuring Ruler Was Beating the Ghosts

When I thought of this, I looked around and came to the front of Jiaang's corpse. Then, I took out seven incense sticks from the bag.

As soon as the seven incense sticks were lit, a light smoke slowly rose from them. The smoke did not drift upwards like normal smoke, nor did it disappear with the wind. Instead, it revolved around Jiaang's corpse and became faster and faster