Rise of the Otherworld.

As the eerie black light enveloped the square, everyone in the True King Sect felt their bodies sink, as if restrained by an invisible force. Their movements became sluggish. The air seemed to become thick, and every movement required immense effort.

"What kind of evil magic is this!" a disciple shouted with difficulty, his voice filled with fear and anger. Sweat slid from his forehead and dripped onto the ground, instantly being swallowed by the power of darkness.

Lin Yu's heart tightened, knowing that he could not retreat at this moment. His eyes were as firm as iron, and he shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, everyone, concentrate your strength to break through this bondage!" His voice rang out in the darkness, like a bright light, bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

Everyone gritted their teeth and mobilized their spiritual energy to try to break free. Tang Feng roared, stimulating his spiritual power to the extreme. A faint glow surrounded his body, and the sword in his hand burst into a dazzling light, as if to split the darkness apart.

The sorcerer closed her eyes tightly, muttering something to herself as her hands drew mysterious runes in the air. Each rune shimmered with a faint light, counteracting the forces of darkness. Her forehead was covered in sweat, her face pale, but she persisted, resisting the encroaching darkness with all her might.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the restraining force finally began to loosen, like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing hope to people.

"Now, charge!" Lin Yu shouted and rushed towards the monster first. His figure was like a flash of lightning, instantly cutting through the darkness.

The monster had also consumed a great deal of energy from casting its evil spell, and its breath was slightly unstable. Its movements became sluggish, and the fierce gleam in its eyes had also faded a little.

Lin Yu seized the opportunity, leaped up, and pointed his sword at the monster's eyes. His sword carried an unstoppable momentum, as if to completely pierce the darkness. The monster quickly swung its claws to block, but Tang Feng stabbed it in the leg from the side.

"Ouch!" The monster roared in pain, its voice echoing in the darkness, making people shudder.

The disciples of the True King Sect seized the opportunity and rushed forward, unleashing a variety of spells and weapons upon the monster. For a moment, light flashed, and sword energy surged. Some disciples unleashed fireballs, sending massive volleys pelting the monster; others brandished their spears, their tips piercing the monster's vital points like venomous snakes.

The monster struggled left and right, wounds mounting. Blood gushed from its wounds, staining the ground red. But it still fought desperately, attempting a final struggle. Its claws flared wildly, and black flames spewed from its mouth.

"Don't give it a chance to breathe, destroy it in one fell swoop!" Lin Yu shouted. His voice was full of majesty and determination.

Everyone mustered their courage once more and launched a fiercer attack. The magician unleashed her most powerful spell, sending a massive beam of light hurtling straight towards the monster. The light, as dazzling as the sun, instantly illuminated the entire square. Lin Yu and Tang Feng coordinated their attacks, launching fatal strikes at the monster from different directions.

Under this powerful combined attack, the monster finally collapsed, its body hitting the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

"We won!" the disciples cheered. Their voices were filled with joy and exhaustion. Tears and sweat mingled on their faces, but their eyes were filled with pride.

However, before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a series of deep roars could be heard from afar. The sound seemed to come from hell, making people shudder.

"Oh no, is there another monster?" Tang Feng's face changed drastically. His eyes were filled with vigilance again.

Lin Yu looked in the direction where the voice came from, his expression solemn: "Everyone, don't let your guard down and prepare for a new battle!" Although his voice was calm, it was full of power.

The members of the Zhenwang Sect had just experienced a fierce battle and were exhausted both physically and mentally, but they knew that for the honor and survival of the sect, they had to cheer themselves up again.

The roar grew closer, and the ground began to tremble slightly. In the darkness, pairs of red eyes gradually appeared.

Can the Zhenwang Sect overcome the ensuing crises again?