C299 The Time Was Not yet Right

On the God Mountain.

Within the little bamboo house.

Jiang Ling was wearing a white robe, and his handsome face carried a faint smile.

One of his hands was touching his chin, while the other was holding a teacup.

He stretched out his finger and placed it on the teacup. He flicked his finger, and the tea flew out of the cup. It quickly spread out and a dense light flashed