After subduing Langxin, Xia Liu immediately applied a sealing, locking Langxin's Dantian and Divine Sense.
Just like cultivators, Technique Masters also have a Divine Sense.
And their strength mainly comes from the uniqueness of their Divine Sense.
As long as this uniqueness is sealed, they are no different from ordinary people.
If there is any difference, it's the black tattoos on his face and neck.
"What have you done to me?"
After confirming that he couldn't use his Divine Sense, Langxin hurriedly spoke.
Without the Divine Sense, he was even weaker than ordinary people.
And he had to endure the pain in his Heart and Soul brought by the tattoos.
Langxin trembled, feeling fear for the first time.
He used to toy with others' fate, but now his fate was controlled by someone else, a pitiful and lamentable situation.
"I've only sealed your Divine Sense; for the rest of this life, you will merely be an ordinary person."
"What!"
