Morgott’s soul consciousness remained unshaken, each kick and punch he delivered sending one golden-purple character after another flying away from the siege.

“James, I’ll take back my spear now.”

Morgott in the void reached down and with a swift grasp, the spear in James’ hand immediately slipped from his control, flying straight towards Morgott.

Watching Morgott battling countless golden-purple ‘Path’ characters at the apex, James and Thea immediately gathered together. They were shocked.

“I didn’t expect him to seize the opportunity again.”

In contrast to Thea’s frustration, James appeared much calmer. He grinned as he watched Morgott fiercely kick away one character after another.

“Perhaps, we should lend him a hand.”

At James’ words, Thea looked at him with surprise. “You want to give the other half back to him?”

“Do we still have any use for it?” James shrugged. “This guy has even taken the Gate of Wuia. The next step he’ll face is the tribulation of the Forty-Ninth Heav