"Chi Chi."
The vast expanse of light, like the uneven petals of a White Sunflower, burst brilliantly, shone, and wilted in the void.
Inside, the silhouette of a person gradually abandoned and vanished.
Soon, a fist-sized crystal gemstone fell down and disappeared completely after dropping into the spatial ripples.
There were no screams.
There was no shared sorrow with heaven and earth.
Struck by Heavenly Abandon, and not even aware whether this was an illusion of the Second World or reality unfolding, the Shadow Saint, completely unprepared, was utterly forsaken by the rules of this world.
From body, to spirit, to intent!
"Shadow..."
Everyone stared at the dark shadow on the ground, their memories hollow, as if they had lost a vitally important piece.
This "Shadow," aside from being a mere shadow, seemed to refer to someone in particular?
But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't recall who that was.