Rise of the Otherworld.

The news of the mysterious force spreading through the martial arts world hung heavy like a dark cloud over the Zhenwang Sect, which had just regained some vitality. The atmosphere in the meeting hall was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

Lin Yu urgently summoned the sect's core disciples to discuss countermeasures. He sat at the head of the group, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. "This mysterious force has come with ill intentions. We must be fully prepared." Lin Yu's face was solemn, and his eyes swept over the crowd. There was worry in his eyes, but also a firm determination.

Zhao Yu's brow furrowed, a hint of anxiety in his eyes. "Master, we've just been through a major battle and haven't fully recovered yet. What should we do?" His voice was filled with helplessness and worry, his fists clenched so tightly that the joints turned white from the force.

The magician bit her lip, a thoughtful glint in her eyes. "No matter what, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must find a way to deal with it. Perhaps we can take advantage of our sect's geographical advantages and deploy some defensive formations." Her voice was crisp and firm, trying to bring a glimmer of hope to the tense situation.

The sturdy man, skilled in boxing, suddenly stood up, veins bulging on his thick arms as he clenched his fists. "At worst, we'll just fight them! I don't believe our True King Sect is afraid of them!" His voice, like a bell, echoed through the conference room, revealing his fearlessness and determination.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, his fingers tapping the table lightly, making a rhythmic sound. "Let's send spies to investigate the details of this force first, and then we can make plans. Blind action will only put us in a more dangerous situation." His voice was steady and calm, like a stabilizing force in this chaotic situation.

After the spies set out, everyone in the Zhenwang Sect anxiously awaited news. Every moment of waiting was like torture, leaving everyone's heart hanging in the air.

At the same time, Lin Yu strengthened the sect's patrols and defense deployments. Disciples took shifts day and night, not daring to slack off even for a moment. Patrol teams shuttled through the sect, vigilantly observing the surrounding movements. On the fortifications, various weapons and formations were ready, ready to meet the enemy's attack at any time.

A few days later, the spy finally returned, but he was seriously injured. His clothes were tattered and covered with deep wounds, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

"Master, this force is extremely powerful, they..." The spy fainted before he could finish his words.

Lin Yu was extremely anxious, "Hurry, save him!" His voice was full of urgency and concern.

Everyone hurriedly carried the spy down for treatment, and the entire Zhenwang Sect fell into a bustle of activity.

After intensive treatment, the spy finally regained consciousness, his face as pale as paper and his eyes revealing deep fear.

"Master, there are many of them, and each of them is a master, and they seem to have powerful magic weapons. I almost couldn't come back when I was investigating." The spy said weakly, as if he used up all his strength to say each word.

Lin Yu was fully aware of the severity of this crisis. He stood up and looked at everyone with a determined gaze. "Everyone, be prepared to fight to the death. The True King Sect will never surrender! Even if it means shedding our last drop of blood, we must defend the dignity of our sect!"

The disciples shouted in unison: "Never surrender!" The sound resounded through the sky, carrying their determination and courage.

However, facing such a powerful mysterious force, can the Zhenwang Sect really escape danger? The road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers.