Chapter 995: Breaking Into the Black Abyss

Although Hell’s death-judge had assembled an army of a million, the tens of millions of martial artists in Silver City all followed along.

Life and Death are fated, wealth and honor lie in Heaven!

Though this venture is ten deaths for one life, everyone still wants to fight for that sliver of hope; one must know that this opportunity concerns gods and demons—if one can obtain such a chance for transcendence, one could absolutely soar into the skies in a single leap.

For ordinary martial artists this is already an irresistible temptation, let alone for these desperadoes who long ago put Life and Death aside.

Thus the whole of Silver City emptied out; aside from a few who stayed behind to hold the fort, everyone else followed the million-strong army toward the Black Abyss.

The vast, surging crowd was a dark, seething mass, and the death-judge of Life and Death and the others naturally did nothing to stop them; these pieces of cannon fodder are willing to go probe the Black Abyss, which is exactly what they’ve been hoping for—how could they refuse?

At this moment Su Han and Du Yao were mixed within the crowd, heading toward the Black Abyss.

Su Han had never found any trace of Ning Feifan; now that he had encountered the Black Abyss, he naturally wanted to go take a look.

Du Yao’s goal was even clearer: she had returned to Prison State for revenge, and now that Hell’s many experts were all gathered here, how could she possibly leave?

Silver City was not far from the Black Abyss, and very soon Su Han saw it.

He saw that upon the earth there was a pitch-black, enormous rift; this rift was not smooth, but torn in irregular jagged patterns, as if someone had forcibly ripped it open.

If one were to look down from high above, this Black Abyss would resemble a scar upon the land, shocking to behold.

The Black Abyss stretched for a hundred thousand meters, running on without end, and its width also reached about three thousand meters—extremely vast.

This time, however, the martial artists numbered in the tens of millions, and so both sides of the Black Abyss were packed to overflowing.

“Hiss, it’s so cold!”

Draw near to the Black Abyss and you immediately feel that bone-piercing chill, as if you’ve fallen into an icy cellar and your whole body is about to freeze stiff.

This was the cold air spilling out of the Black Abyss; though it had not yet condensed into any dreadful phenomenon, ordinary people still could not approach.

Now that they had come close, everyone finally saw that within the Black Abyss was sheer darkness; they could not see the bottom, nor see anything at all, as if it were a passage leading down to Hell, making one shudder and feel instinctive dread.

Mystery—that is the Black Abyss’s synonym!

No one knew why the Black Abyss had appeared, no one knew what lay beneath it, and even more, no one knew what dangers this trip would hold.

Everything was an unknown!

“Nine Heavens Eye!”

Su Han invoked a Divine Method, opening the Nine Heavens Eye and gazing into the Black Abyss; at this moment not only Su Han, but several martial artists who possessed special pupil skills were also each using their own methods, trying to see something.

Yet Su Han was disappointed: within the Black Abyss was pure darkness—he could see nothing; unless he cultivated the Nine Heavens Eye to the Ninth Layer, it would be difficult to pierce through this mysterious Black Abyss.

“Hmm?”

Just as Su Han withdrew the Nine Heavens Eye, the Bronze Ring on his finger quivered slightly, but quickly returned to normal; if Su Han were not so keenly attuned, he would likely have failed to notice it at all.

The Bronze Ring was the Supreme Treasure of the Cruel Demon Emperor’s inheritance; whether the Ghostly Face Mask or the Prison Divine Palace, both were connected to this Bronze Ring.

Now that it trembled ever so slightly, though the moment passed in a flash, Su Han did not believe it was an accident; the only explanation was that it was related to the Demon God suppressed beneath the Black Abyss.

The Cruel Demon Emperor was absolutely a Demon God of immense and unmatched power, and beneath the Black Abyss there was likewise a Demon God under suppression; perhaps it was because of this that a faint reaction occurred.

Su Han did not know the precise reason, but he nonetheless etched this in his heart—perhaps this was one of his great advantages.

“Into the Black Abyss!”

Just then, the death-judge of Life and Death gave the order, and instantly the million-strong army assembled by Hell advanced in unison toward the Black Abyss. They were clad in battle armor, talismans of defense affixed to their bodies, blades and swords in hand, fully armed and prepared for anything.

Though they knew they were cannon fodder, each still wanted to fight for a chance at transcendence. Thus none retreated; the million-strong army surged forward together, directly charging into the Black Abyss.

Whoosh!

At that very moment, a streak of white light flared from within the Black Abyss; set against the darkness, that white light was especially brilliant, like the first ray that drives away night, and in an instant it was reflected in everyone’s eyes.

Very soon, they saw the true form of that white light—one strand of hair, yet it glowed throughout, crystalline and translucent, carrying terrifying cold, as though forged from ten-thousand-year ice.

This was the white hair spoken of by the world.

That strand of white hair now howled forth; though thin as hair, it was peerlessly sharp, its chill oppressive, and it directly pierced through more than a hundred martial artists, skewering them together like candied hawthorns.

Their battle armor, Defensive Talismans, the weapons in their hands, and the Domains they had unfolded—before that strand of white hair these were utterly worthless, paper-thin, easily penetrated.

Not only that, but everyone stabbed through had frost rapidly forming across their skin; their bodies stiffened, and in the end they became cold, rock-hard ice sculptures.

Yet these ice sculptures did not fall into the Black Abyss; instead they shattered with a thunderous crash, turning into powdered ice chips that scattered down, drifting like a beautiful rain of ice.

Too dreadful!

Too terrifying!

Too inconceivable!

A single strand of hair could possess such power, enough to drive people to despair.

However, this time Hell had come prepared. Though this strand of white hair was strong, its power was ultimately finite; it could not kill all the martial artists in one stroke. At this moment, the million-strong army pressed into the Black Abyss with sheer numbers, directly drowning out that strand of white hair.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Yet within the Black Abyss, there was not only that one white hair. Very soon streak after streak of white light flashed into being, shooting out from the abyss and slaughtering the million-strong army.

These streaks of white light were all white hairs—one hundred strands in total. Each one was crystalline and translucent, its chill oppressive, able to effortlessly annihilate ordinary martial artists. In the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand people died, turning into ice chips that drifted through heaven and earth.

However, the white hairs did not continue to increase; they remained at one hundred strands, which caused the eyes of the others to light with joy.

Those hundred white hairs were mighty, but their number was ultimately limited; at this moment, people had already broken through the white hairs’ defensive line and entered the Black Abyss.

Yet no one knew how deep this Black Abyss went. As the crowd flowed inward, some entered the abyss, but their figures soon vanished, leaving no trace to be seen.

This was not vanishing into thin air; it was because the light was too dim, so that their gaze could not penetrate further, and thus they simply could not see.

But since some could enter, it meant that the white hairs’ defensive line could be breached and one could truly step into the Black Abyss.

“Charge, let’s break into the Black Abyss and take our gamble!”

“I only want to obtain a single drop of god-demon blood; as for the rest, I won’t ask for it. Fortune comes with risk—let’s go all in!”

“Brothers, let’s form small squads, so we can watch out for one another. Go—while the crowd is thick, we’ll enter from the edges and avoid those white hairs.”

Since some had successfully broken in, the others naturally could not sit still. Instantly, the tens of millions of martial artists who had come from Silver City joined in, surging into the Black Abyss in a mighty torrent.

Viewed from afar, it was as if a giant maw was devouring tens of millions of living beings!