บท 774: Chapter 737: Divine Technique: Cutting Off His Life

"So, this is why he became an idiot?"

Nangong Shirong looked at Guan Changge, who had reappeared but was ceaselessly giggling like a stupefied child, and asked with an odd expression.

"That's right." Mr. Bai nodded, "A vast majority of his divine sense are immersed in the comprehension of the sword path, unwilling to return. I'm powerless to do anything about it..."

"Cough cough…" Mr. Bai involuntarily coughed.

Having a part of his body devoured by the Measureless Barrier, he could distinctly feel himself growing weaker. It was as if a part of his essence and spirit had been drawn out, causing an overall sense of 'deficiency'.

"It seems somewhat similar to my [Silk Drawing] divine technique, but Silk Drawing leans more towards the process of bodily decay. This, however, seems more like a part of the body being whittled away..."

Mr. Bai was momentarily distracted as he understood another divine technique.