Chapter 1531 1443: Escape from the Hell Abyss

Wang Yan, Meng Po, and the four Asuras, including Shadowless, stood at the entrance of the Hell Abyss, looking up at the opening several hundred zhang above them. Because it was so far, the opening appeared only the size of a basin.

Meng Po pointed at the opening and said, "This entrance of the Hell Abyss was personally crafted by King Yama; you can enter, but not leave. When you try to fly upwards, your Divine Power becomes disordered, and you may fall at any time. Alas, even I can't escape it."

Wang Yan frowned slightly and said, "Let me try first."

Upon saying that, Wang Yan stomped his feet on the ground, his body leaping into the air.

Just as Wang Yan's feet left the ground, he immediately felt a subtle airflow surrounding him, causing his body to tilt erratically. Even the simplest flying technique became uncontrollable.

"As expected, there's a trick to it."

Wang Yan's eyes turned cold, and the Divine Power within him suddenly accelerated, instantly boosting his flying speed. In a flash, he soared several zhang higher.

However, as Wang Yan's Divine Power sped up internally, the external airflow accelerated in tandem, fiercely battering him, making his body lurch and become even more unstable.

Standing on the ground, Meng Po and the others had hoped Wang Yan might break through, but upon seeing he was as susceptible to the opening's fierce winds as they were, their hearts sank with disappointment.

Meng Po urgently called out, "Wang Yan, come back quickly! The higher you fly, the stronger the interference. If you fall, you'll be seriously hurt."

At this moment, a fierce look flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he shouted, "I want to see how formidable King Yama really is."

With those words, Wang Yan let out a great roar, his cultivation strength soaring to the sky, his body rising several dozen zhang higher. At this point, he had already flown almost halfway to the opening.

But as Wang Yan unleashed all his cultivation, a sudden whirlwind erupted within the entire opening, black clouds gathered, and thunder roared.

Gale after gale rushed towards Wang Yan, who resembled a lone leaf in a storm at sea, tossed and turned by the fierce winds, even crashing into the stone walls several times.

The whirlwind inside the cave was one thing; Wang Yan felt as though the Divine Power within him was also chaotically colliding, making it impossible to control, and he couldn't even stay aloft.

Next, Wang Yan fell from midair.

Seeing Wang Yan fall, the people on the ground gasped in shock. Yet, at the opening's location, the winds raged wildly, and they couldn't even fly to his rescue.

Just as Wang Yan was halfway down, he gritted his teeth, focusing his Divine Power in one place. Using a thread of Divine Power, Wang Yan opened the Starlight Ring, a blue light flashed, transforming into a small boat under Wang Yan's feet.

With his feet on the small boat, Wang Yan steadied himself and prepared to continue flying upward.

But who would have expected that as soon as the small boat appeared, it abruptly swelled, bursting into flames with a "boom," and vanished instantly.

Caught off guard, Wang Yan was engulfed in the flames, falling straight down from midair.

Meng Po cried out in dismay. Her shoulders shook, and her long, white hair curled upward, forming a giant net to catch Wang Yan as he fell.

But just as Meng Po's hair reached midair, it too caught fire, just like Wang Yan's boat earlier.

However, Meng Po's face remained calm and resolute, enduring the flames burning her hair.

Finally, Wang Yan landed in the net formed by Meng Po's hair. The net retracted, gently lowering Wang Yan back to the ground.

Once on the ground, Wang Yan jumped up, his Divine Power restored to normal. Immediately, a blue light enveloped him, extinguishing the flames on both himself and Meng Po's hair.

Looking again, Wang Yan was visibly burned in several places, and Meng Po's hair was singed in numerous spots.

Wang Yan shook his head, repeatedly exclaiming, "That was close," and seeing Meng Po's burnt hair, he apologized, "Senior Meng Po, I'm sorry for dragging you into this and having your hair burned."

Meng Po smiled gently and said, "I've lost most of my hair with age, losing a few more strands doesn't matter. It's just a pity that if I had Meng Po's Bowl, I wouldn't fear these nameless flames."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten."

Saying this, Wang Yan turned his hand, revealing three fragments of white porcelain in his palm.

Upon seeing these fragments, Meng Po's eyes widened with surprise and joy, "These are fragments of Meng Po's Bowl, where did you get them?"

Wang Yan pressed his hands together, presenting the fragments to Meng Po, saying, "I obtained these from an Asura outside. Unfortunately, I could only find three fragments."

With trembling hands, Meng Po took the three fragments, nodding, "Even three pieces are sufficient."

Saying this, Meng Po fitted the fragments together, forming the shape of half a bowl.

With a shake of her hand, the cracks between the three fragments slowly healed.

That's not all; the remaining gaps also gradually filled in.

In no time, a complete white porcelain bowl appeared in Meng Po's hand.

This white porcelain bowl was ancient and aged, clearly not an item of ancient desolation.

Holding the white porcelain bowl, Meng Po laughed and said, "I never expected to regain it one day."

However, her eyes dimmed as she recalled how King Yama had defeated her and shattered the porcelain bowl.

Wang Yan hurriedly comforted, "Senior Meng Po, don't worry. Sooner or later, we'll get our revenge on King Yama."

Meng Po smiled and, with another shake of her hand, a bowl of water suddenly appeared in the porcelain bowl.

She dipped her finger in the water and sprinkled a few drops on Wang Yan, instantly healing his burns.

She also sprinkled a few drops on her hair, and the singed hair returned to normal.

Seeing this, Shadowless exclaimed with joy, "Grandma, now that we don't fear the nameless flames at the opening, can't we use Magical Treasures to fly out?"

Meng Po shook her head and said, "The Water of Forgetfulness in this bowl can only heal injuries; it can't prevent the nameless fire from burning. If the Magical Treasure ascends here, it will be incinerated by the nameless fire."

Hearing this, Shadowless and the others lowered their heads in disappointment.

But Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Meng Po, I have a way to escape."