When Li Cheng was making the Immortal staff, he felt many Gods looking at him. His mouth twitched again.
Were these Gods so free all the time? Why were they always staring at him?
However, after thinking about it, he felt relieved. It was incredibly rare for mortals to forge an Immortal weapon in the entire history of the lost continent.
In the next moment, the system notification rang in Li Cheng's ears.
"Ding, dong, the Immortal-grade evil God's staff has been forged successfully!
"Ding, dong, you've triggered the Ancient God of Science and Technology's research log. The Immortal-grade evil God's staff has been leveled up.
"Ding, dong, the level of the Immortal-grade evil God's staff has risen to level nine and is unable to rise again!"
Rumble...
A jet-black energy ball burst out from the Profound empire's forging table. A two-meter-long black staff floated in the air. Li Cheng held it in his hand.