C2485 A Vague Malicious Intent

Jiang Ting sat on the chair and sensed the condition of his body. He felt helpless.

He did not dare to use his divine soul lightly. He could only use a little bit of it to communicate with the storage space to retrieve things.

And with pure power, every time he spat out blood... If he vomited too much blood, his body might not be able to withstand it and he might faint.

It was too difficult