A wave of exhaustion rushed through Liam as he straightened himself and stretched his right shoulder once more, only allowing one tired sigh to escape his mouth.
Clearly, Liam had gone overboard. Even the so-called divine ten spiritual roots and his complete foundation had limits, and he hadn't hesitated to abuse them.
The amount of Qi depleted by the Seismic Palm was up to the user, but that place's secret doors were sturdy, and Liam would obviously employ deadly force when fighting. He had used his martial arts at full force every time, accelerating the arrival of his exhaustion.
Nevertheless, that had also been the whole point behind Liam's choice of a martial art. His superior amount of Qi had allowed him to unleash deadly attacks in quick succession, something that no average cultivator had the stamina for.
