Sensing the soul energy surging into his body, Heath closed his eyes and entered his sea of consciousness.
At this moment, the Half-Life Soul in his sea of consciousness had grown to the size of a fist. Densely packed light spots gathered in it, making it particularly dazzling in the pitch-black sea of consciousness.
If Daniel saw such a large-scale Half-Life Soul, he would definitely be shocked.
One had to know that Daniel had spent more than half a year to cultivate a Half-Life Soul to such a scale. He had even used up a Weeping Soul Flower that was worth tens of thousands of Magic Stones.
It had been less than a month since Heath had left the Tower with the spell. The best material he had eaten was only a Ghost Mushroom that was worth hundreds of Magic Stones.
Opening his eyes, Heath grinned and said sincerely, "Thank you for the gift from nature."
