He's Gone Mad

The purple-robed Tutenmu stood on the grass in silence.

"Ambassador Vicar, is there really nothing you can do?" Tutenmu asked.

"I wouldn't have informed you if I had a solution," Ambassador Vicar replied.

Tutenmu sighed softly. "With humans being one of the top five species in the universe, I knew it would be very troublesome to corrupt their geniuses!"

The weaker species might only have one Firstborn realm high-dimensional lifeform that could be pushed over easily. However, the human race was much more troublesome.

"To corrupt Wu Ming, I used Master of the Abyssal Void's true projection and paid a huge price of five billion credits," Tutenmu said softly. "If I could possess him and clearly sense his growth process, it would've been worth it."

"But now, he's imprisoned! Ambassador Vicar can't even observe him. In other words, I can't possess him and take in his experiences during the years he is imprisoned."