Slowly raising his left hand, a beam of blue light began to gather and compress on Light Shadow's left hand, then hidden into his palm. Light Shadow looked at Yi Tian, and there was no change in expression on his face hidden within the light; he had no expression at all. His left hand, palm open, was slowly descending toward Yi Tian's head. If nothing unexpected happened, this palm would strike, and Yi Tian would have his soul scattered and mind obliterated, completely vanishing in the world with no more pain to feel.
