C586 Trying to Forge a Divine Artifact

Jiang Ling was sitting in the air with his legs crossed.

He kept everything that happened below in his eyes.

In the midst of the incense offerings that were produced in the void, wisps and wisps of them floated up and gathered in midair.

It was like a rolling cloud of smoke.

Jiang Ling stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion in the void