But as Immortal Lord Huo Gang watched the flames falling toward him, his face showed a disdainful expression: "You call this a flame? Let me show you what real flames are. To die under one of our three greatest flames, you can consider it an honor!"
As his words fell, a mass of jet-black flames suddenly shot out from his hands. These flames burned fiercely, but without the blistering heat that seemed capable of evaporating stone. Instead, these flames exuded an eerie, sinister aura that made one's scalp tingle with terror.
From afar, his flames seemed to vaguely contain the forms of evil ghosts, or perhaps the flames themselves were the evil ghosts!
Though it appeared as if the flames from both sides were not moving fast, creating an illusion as if they were drifting slowly.
But in merely the blink of an eye, these black and white flames collided together.
