Comfort and warmth can weaken a person's willpower; only through struggle in pain and suffering can one continuously temper their will and always maintain a heart striving upward.
"Is it still going to fail?"
The White-haired Elder frowned, his gaze piercing through everything, right to the essence.
Although Lin Mo's Soul Fire condensed further, he could clearly see that the Demon Cold Flame was already dominating, slowly corroding the Soul Fire...
"Alas."
The White-haired Elder shook his head, extending his right hand, with transparent cold energy swirling between his fingers. He was unwilling to see a child with such strong willpower fall in this place.
"Give you another hundred years, and you will surely be able to conquer the Demon Cold Flame."
"Uh..."
Just as the White-haired Elder was about to rescue Lin Mo from the Demon Cold Flame, he suddenly witnessed a shocking scene.
"This guy is too crazy!"
