Jing Yan's lips curled into a bitter smile.
He finally realized just how strong Gu Wanquan truly was.
His every move had proven futile.
Had Gu Wanquan not wanted to capture him alive, he would likely have already been killed by now.
As his body was thrown through the air, Jing Yan did not attempt to control it. The Primordial Energy in his Martial Arts Meridians was completely chaotic, bordering on explosion, and even the Fog Vortex showed signs of cracking and collapsing.
Furthermore, even if he forced himself to take control, what could he achieve? Ultimately, he would still fall into Gu Wanquan's hands.
"Senior Tianshui, this time, it really is inescapable," Jing Yan sent the message to Tianshui with a wry smile.
Jing Yan heard Tianshui sigh.
"Up ahead is the Death Abyss. Jing Yan, if that old man captures you, life would be worse than death. Since that's the case, you might as well rush into the Death Abyss," Tianshui said.
"The Death Abyss?"