Rise of the Otherworld.

The dark force grew stronger, surging towards the crowd like a tide, its icy aura threatening to freeze their souls. The darkness, like thick ink, spread rapidly, shrouding the entire space in a suffocating haze.

Lin Yu felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and a trace of fear surged in his heart. The fear was like a tiny insect, gnawing at his heart bit by bit. But he forced himself to be strong and shouted loudly: "Everyone, keep your mind and don't let it devour you!" His voice echoed in the darkness, with determination and unyielding.

The disciples gritted their teeth, resisting the encroaching dark forces with all their might. Their faces were as pale as paper, and beads of sweat streamed down their foreheads. However, this force was too overwhelming. Some disciples began to tremble uncontrollably, their eyes blurring. Under the onslaught of the dark forces, their hearts felt like a boat swaying in a storm, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

"Ah!" A disciple suddenly screamed in agony, his face etched with pain, his distorted features seeming to reveal his inner torment. He then collapsed to the ground, unconscious. His body seemed so small and fragile in the darkness, as if being mercilessly devoured.

Lin Yu was extremely anxious. His eyes quickly swept over every disciple, his heart filled with anxiety and worry. He knew that if this continued, everyone would be in dire straits.

"No, I must find a way!" Lin Yu roared in his heart. His eyes became extremely firm, and his brain worked rapidly, trying to recall the various skills and secret techniques he had learned, trying to find a way to deal with it. Every fragment of memory flashed through his mind, like a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Suddenly, Lin Yu had a flash of inspiration and remembered an ancient mental method. It was said that it could purify evil forces, but practicing this mental method required extremely high concentration and strong spiritual support. But at this moment, there was no other choice.

"Everyone, follow me and practice this method!" Lin Yu said loudly. His voice was full of urgency and expectation, hoping to bring a glimmer of hope and courage to everyone.

Everyone endured the pain and began to practice the mental method according to Lin Yu's instructions. Their breathing became heavy and slow, and every breath seemed to be a desperate struggle with the dark forces. Gradually, a layer of faint light emanated from their bodies. Although the light was weak, it was particularly dazzling in the darkness. The light was like warm sunlight, competing with the dark forces.

The dark force seemed to sense the threat and grew even more violent. Like an enraged beast, it continuously attacked the crowd's defenses. Each attack brought a violent tremor, as if extinguishing their light completely.

Lin Yu's body was under immense pressure, and every inch of his skin felt as if it were being cut by a knife. The sharp pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe, but he persisted, constantly guiding everyone's mental methods. There was no trace of retreat in his eyes, only firm determination and fearless courage.

"Hold on! We will succeed!" Lin Yu's voice had become hoarse, but full of strength. His voice was like a shot of adrenaline, rekindling everyone's fighting spirit.

Under Lin Yu's leadership, the resistance of the crowd gradually took effect. The offensive of the dark forces began to slow down, and the originally surging waves gradually subsided. But at this moment, the dark forces suddenly gathered into a huge black shadow and pounced towards Lin Yu. The black shadow carried endless evil and resentment, as if it wanted to completely destroy Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt an unprecedented crisis. But he did not retreat, but instead faced the black shadow. He gathered all his spiritual power in his hands, ready to fight the black shadow for the last time.

Can Lin Yu withstand this fatal blow? Can they completely get rid of the threat of the dark power?