Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu's roar resounded through the night sky, and the disciples of the True King Sect were like ignited flames, instantly bursting with endless fighting spirit. The stars in the night sky seemed to be shocked by this surging momentum and flickered slightly.

Tang Feng charged forward first, the longsword in his hand flashing with a cold light, each strike carrying a sharp, piercing aura. The wind from his sword whistled, slicing through the air with a sharp, piercing cry. "You scoundrels, today is your day of death!" Tang Feng shouted, his voice filled with anger and determination. His eyes burned with rage, as if he wanted to incinerate every enemy before him.

The sorcerer chanted something, brandishing her staff. Brilliant beams of magical light shot towards the enemy. Flames surged out like raging dragons, instantly igniting the enemy's clothing wherever they passed. Frost lashed out like sharp arrows, instantly freezing the enemy. Lightning, like a raging python, mercilessly struck the enemy. "I'll show you my power!" she cried delicately, her face pale from overuse of magic, but her eyes remained firm, revealing an unyielding will.

A sturdy boxer, skilled in boxing, charged into the enemy ranks like a ferocious beast, barehanded. Muscles tense, each punch packing a powerful force, the wind whistling. "Haha, come on, let's see who can stop me!" His laughter was deafening, filled with heroism and fearlessness. His iron fists sent the enemies flying like frail scarecrows, one after another being sent flying.

Lin Yu, unwilling to be outdone, unleashed his unique skills, weaving through the enemy ranks like a ghost. His figure was elusive and difficult to grasp. His sword, like a flash of lightning, instantly slashed through the enemy's throat, sending blood splattering everywhere. Each strike was precise and deadly, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

However, the people of Lingfeng Valley were no pushovers. They worked in perfect harmony, their moves insidious and vicious. Some excelled at sneak attacks, launching sudden attacks from behind; others specialized in poison, coating their hidden weapons with deadly poisons; and still others excelled at defense, forming a solid defensive line to thwart the attacks of the True King Sect disciples. This caused considerable trouble for the True King Sect disciples.

"Be careful!" a True King Sect disciple shouted to his companions, but he was a step too late and was struck by a hidden weapon from the Spiritual Wind Valley. The weapon lodged deeply in his shoulder, and blood flowed out. He gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and continued to fight the enemy.

"Hold on!" Zhao Yu commanded from the rear, his heart aching, sweat beading on his forehead. He continuously supplied the injured disciples with elixirs and healing spells. His hands danced constantly, and green light emanated from them, enveloping the injured disciples, alleviating their pain and healing them.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with both sides furiously engaged. Though the disciples of the True King Sect fought bravely, they gradually suffered casualties. The ground was littered with the wounded and dead, their blood staining the earth red.

"Master, this is not a solution!" Tang Feng came to Lin Yu and said breathlessly. His body was covered with wounds and his clothes were stained with blood, but his eyes remained firm.

Lin Yu frowned, looked at the battle situation around him, and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind. Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

At this moment, Liu Feng suddenly said: "Sect Master Lin, I know a weakness of Lingfeng Valley."

Lin Yu's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and tell me!"

Liu Feng pointed at the leader of the Spirit Wind Valley and said, "As long as we defeat him, their formation will be in chaos. The technique he practices has a vital point, right at his back. But he has strong defenses, making it difficult to approach."

Lin Yu rushed towards the leader without hesitation. "Stop him!" The people of Lingfeng Valley surrounded him. They formed a human wall, trying to stop Lin Yu's advance.

Lin Yu dodged several long swords that came towards him. He swung his sword back and cut off the arm of an enemy. But more enemies rushed up and surrounded him.

"Master!" When the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect saw Lin Yu in trouble, they all wanted to come to support him.

"Don't worry about me, keep fighting!" Lin Yu shouted.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate frantically. The light on his sword was shining brightly, and he unleashed his strongest sword moves. The sword shadows were heavy, like a blooming lotus, and he drove back the surrounding enemies one after another.

Finally, Lin Yu broke through the encirclement and approached the leader of Lingfeng Valley.

"Prepare to die!" Lin Yu shouted and stabbed the opponent in the back with a sword.

The leader of the Spirit Wind Valley sensed the danger and turned back to fight. A fierce duel ensued between the two.

Can Lin Yu successfully defeat the people led by Lingfeng Valley and turn the tide of the battle? Can the Zhenwang Sect win in this life-and-death battle?