Milton Cheney spoke out.
This life is still so long, gradual progress may also be a good choice.
The God of Holy Radiance nodded.
Compared to zealots, the cultivation of true believers is much simpler.
Two years is enough. If true believers can successfully provide Milton Cheney with faith power, everything will become clear.
But if true believers cannot provide faith power to Milton Cheney, zealots could only be the last hope.
......
Time passed; two years went by in a blink of an eye.
City of Balance, at the top of the Sacrificial Tower.
Milton Cheney sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by strands of white light.
But these white lights only revolved around him and couldn't merge into his body.
Moments later, Milton Cheney slowly opened his eyes, frowning slightly, and gently shook his head.
Still no good.
The faith provided by true believers still can't be merged with this body.
