Rise of the Otherworld.

The battle between the True King Sect and the mysterious forces reached a fever pitch, with both sides suffering heavy casualties, yet the intensity of the battle remained undiminished. Shouts of killing, the roar of spells, and the clash of weapons resounded through the air, the entire battlefield resembling a living hell.

The duel between Lin Yu and the leader of the mysterious force continued. Both of them were covered with wounds, and their clothes were stained with blood. Lin Yu's breathing gradually became disordered, but his eyes remained firm, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword did not tremble at all.

"Lin Yu, you will definitely lose today!" The leader roared, launching another fierce attack. His moves became more and more ferocious, and each blow was filled with the determination to kill.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and fought hard, "Even if I die, I won't let you succeed!" His voice was resolute, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and the sword in his hand burst into a dazzling light.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

The disciples of the True King Sect, who had been trapped, unleashed their immense potential in this desperate situation. Fear was no longer in their eyes, replaced by a determination to face death head-on.

The formation team, led by Zhao Yu, successfully unleashed the full power of the formation. The formation shone brightly, forming powerful confinement forces that not only trapped more enemies but also inflicted immense damage. Zhao Yu's face was covered in sweat, but his eyes were filled with excitement. "Brothers, hold on! We can do this!"

At the crucial moment, the magician broke through her own bottleneck. Her pale complexion suddenly became rosy, and the staff in her hand radiated unprecedented power. The power of her spells increased dramatically, and flames swept out like a giant dragon, while frost sliced ​​through the enemies like a cold blade, instantly repelling a group of enemies.

The strong man, skilled in boxing, fought ten enemies at once. His boxing style was like a violent storm, and each punch carried destructive power. The enemies before him were like fragile straws, and were knocked back one after another. He kept roaring, "Come on, you bastards!"

The young man, with his strange movements, took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack the enemy from behind. His figure was like a ghost, making it difficult to predict. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, and every strike accurately hit the enemy's vital points, disrupting their formation.

At this critical moment, a burst of shouting and fighting could be heard in the distance. It turned out to be the Qingyun Sect's reinforcements arriving! Their figures appeared at the edge of the battlefield like a ray of hope.

"Friends of the True King Sect, we're here to help you!" The Qingyun Sect's leader led the charge, his figure tall and imposing. Behind him, the Qingyun Sect disciples were all heroic and high-spirited. They rushed into the battlefield like a torrent, instantly changing the tide of battle.

The mysterious forces were instantly caught in a dilemma, attacked from both sides. Their formation began to disarray, and their previously arrogant attitude was suppressed.

Seeing this, the leader's face became extremely gloomy, "Damn it, reinforcements are coming!" His heart was filled with resentment and anger, but the situation was beyond his control.

Lin Yu took this opportunity to launch a final attack. He gathered all his spiritual power into the sword, and the sword shone with light, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

"Prepare to die!" Lin Yu shouted, and his sword moves were as fast as lightning, going straight to the leader's vital points.

The leader resisted hastily, but under the joint attack of Lin Yu and the head of Qingyun Sect, he finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground and died. His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness and despair.

With the fall of their leader, the mysterious forces began to crumble. They lost their backbone and the courage to resist, and fled in all directions.

The Zhenwang Sect and the Qingyun Sect pursued the enemy and completely drove them out of their territory, leaving the battlefield in ruins, with corpses and broken weapons everywhere.

The Zhenwang Sect ultimately won this battle, but it also came at a heavy price: many disciples lost their lives, and the sect's buildings were severely damaged.

After the war, Lin Yu sat on the ground tiredly, looking at the devastated sect, his heart filled with sadness and emotion.

"Master, we won!" Tang Feng walked to Lin Yu with a trembling voice.

Lin Yu slowly stood up and said, "Yes, we won, but this victory was hard-won."

The head of Qingyun Sect stepped forward and said, "Lin Yu, Zhenwang Sect is great. Next, we will assist you in rebuilding."

Lin Yu looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Master."

In the days that followed, the True King Sect began a long road to recovery. Disciples cleaned up the battlefield, repaired buildings, and worked hard to restore the sect to its former glory.

However, they are well aware that the road ahead is still full of challenges and unknowns.