The white light palm gently touched the man's lower abdomen while his spiritual energy was insufficient due to poisoning.
With a puff,
The palm firmly stamped on the man's body, sounding as dull as if it had struck leather.
The palm force was not very strong, at most it was of the Innate Level power, sufficient to break a large tree or a common iron weapon, but it was a minor skill against a Qi Cultivator.
But at this moment, the cultivators were just ordinary people without the protection of spiritual energy or magic artifacts. They too, could be gravely injured or even killed by an ordinary person if they were not careful.
Without spiritual energy, even a cultivator was merely a mortal with slightly better physical constitution or perhaps a longer lifespan, nothing more.
