Rise of the Otherworld.

The timely arrival of Tang Feng and the others instantly intensified the already tense situation. The sorcerer waved her hands, muttering something, and beams of brilliant magical light shot towards the mysterious figure. Flames burned, their scorching heat igniting the air. Frost froze, its chill causing the surrounding moisture to instantly condense into icy shards. Under this onslaught of icy and fiery magic, the mysterious figure was left in a state of panic, dodging here and there in a state of panic.

The sturdy boxer, skilled in boxing, swung his massive fists like an enraged lion. Each punch sent a whirring sound, as if shattering the very air. His eyes were filled with rage, and he used all his strength in every attack. Those mysterious individuals struck by his fists were like being struck by boulders, their bodies flying back involuntarily, falling heavily to the ground and groaning in pain.

Tang Feng led the charge, his sword flashing as he engaged the mysterious leader. His swordsmanship was sharp and his moves were tricky, like a snake emerging from a cave or a dragon playing in the water. Each strike was aimed precisely at the leader's vital points, forcing him to fight with all his might. A cold sweat began to form on the leader's forehead. He hadn't expected Tang Feng's swordsmanship to be so superior, and he was gradually losing ground under his attacks.

Lin Yu felt the support of his companions in the net, and a powerful force surged in his heart. He closed his eyes tightly, adjusted his breathing, and focused the spiritual energy in his body on his sword. The sword shone brightly, like a dazzling sun. Lin Yu suddenly opened his eyes, shouted loudly, and swung his sword with all his strength, instantly severing the net that trapped him.

"Kill!" Lin Yu roared and joined the battle. His figure shuttled between the mysterious people like a ghost, and blood splattered wherever his sword touched. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and every attack was filled with the determination to kill.

The True King Sect's members worked closely together, gradually gaining the upper hand. The mysterious men began to suffer casualties, and their formation became disorganized. Some tried to escape, while others stubbornly resisted.

"Don't retreat! Hold on!" the leader shouted, but his voice was no longer enough to stop his men from falling. His eyes were filled with despair and anger. He had never imagined that his plan, which he had thought was foolproof, would turn out like this.

Lin Yu seized the opportunity and stabbed the leader with his sword. The leader tried to block, but Lin Yu's sword was as powerful as a storm, making it difficult for him to resist. His arm was scratched by Lin Yu's sword, and blood stained his sleeves red.

"Ah!" The leader screamed and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Surrender! You are no match for us!" Lin Yu shouted loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield, full of majesty and domineering.

At this point, the mysterious men had lost their fighting spirit, dropping their weapons and surrendering. Their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, their previous arrogance gone.

The leader's face turned pale, knowing that the game was over. He slowly put down his weapon, lowered his head and said, "Forget it, we surrender." His voice was full of frustration and helplessness.

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Tell me, who ordered you?" His eyes were fixed on the leader, not missing any change in his expression.

The leader lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It was the leader of the Black Wind Village. He asked us to intercept you here." His voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

"Black Wind Village? Why are they doing this?" Lin Yu frowned, his heart full of doubts.

“It is said that they received news that you are looking for a treasure and want to rob it,” the leader replied.

Lin Yu's heart sank. It seemed that this treasure hunt was much more difficult than he had imagined. He looked at his companions. They all had varying degrees of injuries and looked exhausted.

"Tang Feng, take the injured disciples to rest for a while and treat their wounds." Lin Yu said.

Tang Feng nodded and took the injured disciple to sit aside.

The magic woman walked up to Lin Yu and said, "Master, what should we do next?" Her eyes were full of worry.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Since we already know that it is the Black Wind Village that is behind this, we can't just sit there and wait for death. But now our strength is not strong enough, we need to rest first and then find a way to deal with it."

The sturdy man who was good at boxing said, "What are you afraid of? Let's go straight to Black Wind Village and let them know how powerful our True King Sect is!"

Lin Yu shook his head: "Don't be reckless. Black Wind Village can let these people intercept us, so they must have made some preparations. We must take a long-term view."

How will the True King Sect deal with the threat from Black Wind Village? Can they successfully find the treasure?