"This is getting more interesting with two main selves having independent consciousness," Wynton laughed sinisterly. "Even so, you must stay here today." "We've been tricked," Frona warned James. "Waitara Path's past forms have concealed their true strength. The real threat is those three in the void."

Staring directly at Wynton ahead, Xeme James squinted slightly. "Steady your Cultivation Heart. It seems I must overturn the table."

Without another word, Frona transformed into an ethereal holy light and merged into James.

Seeing this, the disheveled Wynton laughed maniacally again. "So, Frona has become your Cultivation Heart. You really are using that pretty face of yours to the fullest."

As he spoke, his body shook. His once-tattered and bloodied form erupted with a dense Waltraud Power.

In an instant, Wynton's power surged to its limit, and his hair turned crimson.

Fixing his gaze on James, he smiled eerily and pointed to the void. A vast wave of Waltraud Power shot towards the encircling Waltraud Wave around Thea.

Suddenly, the Waltraud Wave seemed to receive a command, instantly shooting out eighty-one light bands that wrapped around Thea.

confined Thea's Hongrome Aura was frantically absorbed by

pain, Thea bore it without making a sound to

attacking Thea, stopped and merged into the rotating Waltraud Wave, accelerating the absorption

for you," Wynton laughed loudly. "Don't you love your wife the most? Didn't you overcome countless Inner Demons and chase

as I completely devour her before your eyes and let you witness the true outbreak of the

taunts, Xeme James calmly pulled out a black cloth and covered his

Is that your trick... ah!" Before he could finish speaking, the blindfolded

but talking more

words, James swung his hand backward, and a terrifying purple-gold Sword Light sliced through

cut in half

Suddenly, thunder

This sudden phenomenon stunned

who was

devouring Thea also stopped amidst the gray

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