Huangfu Wencai's face changed color.
If he had to act personally, then he would have no room for maneuver at all.
His facial muscles twitched a few times, gritted his teeth, and endured the injustice in his heart, saying: "Fine! I will cripple my own cultivation!"
Outside the Tiandu Palace.
The remaining people were all insiders.
Everyone was looking at Huangfu Wencai.
With so many watching you, can you refuse to act?
After a moment of internal struggle.
Huangfu Wencai still raised his palm... eyes wide, gritted his teeth, gathering Inner Essence.
Then he closed his eyes and struck his chest with a palm.
Poof—
The Inner Essence surged, and it was as if a gust of wind arose around him.
Huangfu Wencai directly spat out a mouthful of blood, supporting himself on the ground with one hand.
His fingers clenched tightly, drip drop... blood fell onto his palm.
Crippling his Dantian was easy.
