Rise of the Otherworld.

Encouraged by Lin Yu, the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect, though still frightened, did not give up the investigation. With firm belief and fearless courage, they plunged into this journey full of unknowns and dangers.

Lin Yu personally led a team of disciples, deep into the surrounding mountains and villages, searching for possible clues. They slept in the open air, traveling day and night. The mountain path was rugged and thorny, and every step forward was full of hardship. Lin Yu walked at the forefront of the team, his sword ready to be unsheathed, his eyes firm and sharp, not missing a single suspicious sign.

One day, they discovered some strange traces in a remote mountain village. The village was eerily quiet, and the doors and windows of the houses were tightly closed, as if hiding from something terrifying. The air around them was filled with an oppressive atmosphere, making people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Lin Yu knocked on the door of a house. The "dong dong dong" knock sounded particularly loud in the quiet village. After a long while, an old man came out tremblingly. His eyes were full of fear and vigilance. He looked at Lin Yu and others, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Old man, we are from the Zhenwang Sect and would like to ask you something." Lin Yu said in a gentle voice, with a gentle smile on his face, trying to make the old man relax.

The old man looked at them in horror, his lips trembling, and it took him a long time to speak: "You should leave quickly, it's not safe here." His voice was hoarse and weak, as if he had experienced great ordeal.

Lin Yu explained patiently: "Don't be afraid, old man, we are here to solve the problem. As long as you tell us what you know, we will definitely be able to protect everyone." His voice was firm and powerful, bringing a glimmer of hope to the old man.

After Lin Yu's repeated comfort, the old man finally told the truth: "Recently, there have been some people with strange whereabouts appearing near the village, and they exude an evil aura. Every time they appear, some strange things happen in the village, poultry disappear inexplicably, the well water becomes turbid, and some people hear terrifying cries at night." As the old man spoke, his body trembled constantly, as if those terrible scenes appeared before his eyes again.

Lin Yu's heart moved, and he asked, "Can you see what they look like?" His eyes were full of anxiety.

The old man shook his head: "They all have their faces covered, so I can't see their faces clearly, but their eyes are chilling. Those eyes are like evil spirits from hell, full of greed and evil." The old man's voice was filled with deep fear.

Lin Yu thanked the old man and continued to search the surrounding area with his disciples. They carefully checked every inch of land, not missing any corner that might hide clues.

Meanwhile, another group of disciples, led by Tang Feng, discovered several sacrificial objects related to the Shadow Cult in an abandoned temple. The temple was dark and damp, emitting a lingering odor of decay. The sacrificial objects were placed in a chaotic manner, engraved with strange symbols and patterns.

"It seems that this was once their secret base." Tang Feng said, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

However, just as they were about to investigate further, they were suddenly attacked by a group of men in black. The men in black emerged from all directions like ghosts and surrounded Tang Feng and the others in an instant.

Tang Feng drew his sword to fight: "Everyone be careful, protect the evidence!" His voice echoed throughout the temple.

A fierce battle ensued. The men in black were nimble and their moves were ferocious. Undeterred, the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect worked closely together, engaging in a desperate struggle with the men in black.

A disciple was hit by the man in black and fell to the ground, but he quickly got up and continued to fight. Tang Feng's swordsmanship was sharp, and each sword was filled with powerful spiritual power, forcing the man in black to retreat again and again.

The battle has entered a white-hot stage. Can the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect escape from this battle unscathed and obtain more clues about the Shadow Cult?