Mike appeared in front of the little golden man. His face was very pale. It was obvious that his soul had suffered a great injury.
Suddenly, the little golden man stretched out a hand toward him. A golden light followed the hand and entered Mike's soul. Mike could feel that the internal injury his soul had suffered had been healed in an instant. At the same time, an unprecedented sense of comfort filled Mike's body.
However, before Mike could feel anything, the tiny golden being said again, "Mission one, persist in the spiritual tide for 100 hours."
"What?" Mike was a little puzzled.
The tiny golden man repeated this sentence expressionlessly, "Mission one, persist in the spiritual tide for 100 hours."
Mike understood now. The huge wave of spiritual power he had encountered just now should be the so-called spiritual tide. However, persevere for 100 hours in there?
