Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone gathered around the burly man eagerly, their eyes filled with anticipation. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of dappled light and shadow on them, but at this moment no one paid any attention to this natural beauty.

The burly man was panting, sweat dripping down his rough cheeks. He said, "I sneaked into the Black Wind Village and found that they were planning a huge conspiracy." His voice was a little hoarse due to fatigue and tension.

Lin Yu frowned, his knife-like wrinkles full of worry, and asked, "What conspiracy?" He stared at the strong man, as if he wanted to get the answer directly from his eyes.

The burly man swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and continued: "They seem to be colluding with a mysterious organization, preparing to launch attacks on the surrounding major forces, plundering resources, and expanding their sphere of influence. And our Zhenwang Sect is right in their plan." His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Tang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "These evil thieves are so audacious!" His eyes widened, the flames of anger burning in them. His hands unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

The magic woman said worriedly, "So what are their strengths?" Her voice was soft, but filled with deep anxiety. Her brows were slightly furrowed, like a delicate flower shrouded in clouds of sorrow.

The burly man had a solemn look on his face. He swept his eyes over everyone and said slowly, "The leader of the Black Wind Village is unfathomable. It is said that he has reached the peak of the spiritual realm and is only one step away from breaking through to a higher realm. He has many masters under his command, each with unique skills. Moreover, their village is equipped with numerous mechanisms and traps, which are easy to defend but difficult to attack." His description made everyone feel even more depressed.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment. The sunlight shone on his face, but it could not dispel the haze in his eyes. He said, "It seems that a head-on fight is not the best strategy. We have to think of a clever way to deal with it." His voice was low and firm, as if looking for a ray of light in the darkness.

Zhao Yu said at this time: "Master, perhaps we can take advantage of their internal conflicts and divide their strength." There was a glimmer of wisdom in his eyes, and he clasped his hands on his chest, lost in thought.

Lin Yu nodded slightly and said thoughtfully: "This is an idea, but how to implement it specifically still needs long-term consideration." His eyes looked into the distance, as if thinking about every possible detail.

Just as everyone was discussing this, a disciple hurried over. His steps were unsteady, his face filled with panic as he shouted, "Master, this is bad! Spies from the Black Wind Village have been spotted around our camp." His voice shattered the brief lull, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

Lin Yu's eyes were stern, and his cold star-like eyes revealed decisiveness and majesty. He said: "Strengthen our vigilance and don't let them take advantage of the opportunity." His voice was unquestionable and full of power.

Tang Feng immediately led his disciples on a patrol around the camp. Their figures moved through the woods, their eyes warily searching every corner. Tang Feng's expression was serious, and he secretly vowed to protect the safety of everyone in the sect.

The magician set up defensive spells in the camp. Her hands danced and she muttered something. Rays of light flew out from her hands and merged into the surroundings of the camp, forming an invisible shield.

However, the Black Wind Village's movements became increasingly frequent. They would occasionally create noises around the camp, attempting to distract the True King Sect's members. Sometimes, they would even fire off arrows, keeping the True King Sect's disciples on high alert.

Lin Yu knew that he had to come up with a response plan as soon as possible, otherwise the Zhenwang Sect would be in great crisis. He paced back and forth in the tent, with various ideas and strategies constantly flashing through his mind.

As night fell, the atmosphere around the camp grew even more eerie. Moonlight streamed down the ground, but it couldn't illuminate even the darkest corners. Black Wind Village's spies seemed to be lurking in every shadow, biding their time.

The disciples of the Zhenwang Sect did not dare to slack off at all. They gripped their weapons tightly, not daring to close their eyes for a moment, always ready to face possible attacks.

Can they find a way to crack the Black Wind Village conspiracy? What will their future be?