Fu Qingjun saw this scene, and there was indeed some helplessness in his heart.
Celestial Venerable Wen Ce truly lives up to his name!
I clearly pushed him to the end, the edge of the cliff, yet he's still so terrifying, so difficult to kill.
"However, luckily I'm not fighting him head-on. Turning him into my subordinate in secret was the right decision. This way, I can decisively determine the outcome; whatever trump card or skill he has will be useless."
Fu Qingjun looked at the terrifying scene of battle, "Right now, for me, whoever wins or loses is just an internal family quarrel, nothing too significant."
In his view, Celestial Venerable Wen Ce has already been thoroughly grasped by him!
He has almost no means to escape my grasp.
Why do I say almost?
Because in Fu Qingjun's eyes, nothing in the world is absolute.
There is actually a probability of one in several trillion that he can escape my grasp, break free from my subjugation, and regain freedom.
