Facing the gazes from Grandpa Jing Bi and Bird Grandpa moving towards him, Little Black shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he too was helpless.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help.
Since he had already agreed to lend a hand to Bird Grandpa and Grandpa Jing Bi, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word, not to mention there was no benefit for him either.
But those raging pale white flames made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably, they were simply too terrifying, and filled him with dread.
Although he had never seen such pale white flames before, normal fire wasn't this color; one look and you knew there was something sinister about it.
Rather than calling it fire, it would be more apt to describe it as some kind of evil, forbidden method.
It seemed that it used the essence of life as fuel, and though the price of performing such a method was extremely hefty, the resulting harm was unimaginable.