Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 800: Breaking The Abyss

Many had speculated about the reason. Some believed Ju Fan had committed a terrible offense. Others thought he had been selected for some secret experiment. A few even guessed that he had gained favor.

But as time passed and Ju Fan never appeared again, the excitement gradually died down.

Most disciples assumed the same conclusion.

Ju Fan's fate was probably not good.

Few people who entered the domain of that Peak Head came out unharmed.

The man's reputation within the sect was infamous.

Even the elders were aware of his past.

Over the centuries he had taken hundreds of disciples. Most of them had disappeared quietly. Those who survived rarely spoke about what had happened to them.

The stories that circulated painted a dark picture.

Experiments.

Brutal cultivation trials.

Mad attempts to break through his bottleneck.

The Second Kidney Peak Head was known for his obsession with advancement. Many believed that if he did not obtain the Cold Silk Orchid, he would eventually attempt even more extreme methods.

Because of this reputation, most people did not question Ju Fan's disappearance too deeply.

They simply assumed he had become another victim of those experiments.

The other Peak Heads did not intervene either.

Even the First Kidney Peak Head ignored the rumors.

The history of the Second Kidney Peak was well known among the sect's leadership. The man's strange behavior was nothing new. If he wished to torment another disciple in pursuit of a breakthrough, they would not interfere.

To them, it was merely another chapter in a long and unpleasant story.

Ironically, this indifference was exactly what the Second Kidney Peak Head had intended.

Ju Fan was being ignored.

And that was the safest possible outcome.

Inside the cultivation chamber, the trance continued.

Until finally, one day, something changed.

The cold arrived.

Not gradually.

Not in gentle waves.

It came like a catastrophe.

The moment it appeared, the sensation multiplied explosively.

GOOOONNNGGG~

The abyss within Han Yu's perception surged violently. The spiraling vortex expanded even further, and the darkness within it seemed to deepen into something almost tangible.

At the same time, the cold struck.

It was no longer a faint chill.

It was a tidal wave.

A tsunami of freezing emptiness that crashed into Han Yu's awareness with overwhelming force.

The cold spread through his entire being in a single instant.

His bones trembled.

His spirit shook.

Even within the trance, the sheer magnitude of the freezing sensation could no longer be ignored.

Han Yu understood immediately.

This was it.

The moment he had been waiting for.

The technique had finally reached its final stage.

The abyss was attempting to consume him.

If he hesitated now, the cold would swallow everything.

But Han Yu had been preparing for this moment since the beginning.

He had endured weeks of suffering.

He had honed his will like a blade.

And now it was time to strike.

'Finally...' The moment the cold surged toward its peak, Han Yu moved.

The Dancing Flame Art erupted within his body.

For who knows how long he had suppressed the fire Qi in his meridians, allowing the cold to dominate his body completely.

Now the flames returned.

WHOOSH

They surged through his meridian network like a raging inferno awakening from slumber.

Blood Qi mixed with Fire Qi instantly.

The two energies fused together.

Blood Flames.

Deep crimson fire burst forth within his Dantian.

The heat spread rapidly, clashing against the overwhelming cold pouring from the abyss. The two forces collided violently, sending shockwaves of opposing energy through his body.

Han Yu did not allow the flames to disperse.

He gathered them.

Compressed them.

Shaped them.

The Blood Flames twisted together under his control, forming a single concentrated weapon.

A halberd.

The weapon he knew best.

The weapon his instincts trusted most.

The blazing halberd formed from pure Blood Flame hovered within his Dantian like a burning star. Its blade glowed with searing heat, radiating power that pushed back against the suffocating cold of the abyss.

Han Yu's will surged.

He gripped the weapon with his consciousness.

Then he charged.

HUALA

The fiery halberd lunged forward like a streak of crimson lightning.

It tore through the darkness without hesitation.

Straight toward the abyssal gate that towered before him.

The blade of flame struck the swirling vortex with unstoppable force.

And the battle between fire and abyss truly began.

A moment later, Han Yu's strike landed.

SHLICK

The halberd formed from Blood Flames pierced straight into the heart of the abyssal vortex.

But the result was not what he expected.

There was no ringing collision. No violent explosion. Instead the moment the halberd entered the vortex, the sensation was strange and unsettling.

It felt as if the weapon had plunged into a thick ocean of tar.

The flames did not rebound. They did not cut cleanly either.

They sank.

The crimson halberd slid deeper into the spinning darkness, swallowed slowly by the abyss. The resistance was enormous, like pushing through an endless mass of viscous darkness.

Yet Han Yu did not retreat.

His will surged forward.

More Blood Flames erupted from his meridians and poured into the halberd. The weapon glowed brighter and brighter, its crimson flames roaring like a blazing furnace within the darkness.

"Break!" Han Yu roared within his mind.

The halberd surged forward.

The abyss responded immediately.

The vortex spun faster.

The darkness expanded outward like an opening maw. At the same time, the cold intensified violently.

The freezing sensation multiplied with terrifying speed.

Han Yu felt the chill slam into his body like an avalanche.

Still he endured.

His flames surged forward with greater force. But the abyss did not stop growing. The vortex widened and the darkness deepened.

The cold spread faster than his flames could burn.

It reached the point where even the blazing halberd began to slow.

The crimson weapon struggled to advance through the thick abyssal energy. The flames flickered under the overwhelming pressure of the cold.

Han Yu pushed harder and more Blood Flames surged forward... But the abyss was relentless.