Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu shook his dizzy head, trying to stay awake. His vision was a little blurry, but the evil aura emitted by the shadow was still clearly perceptible. He looked at the shadow that burst out with powerful force again, without any intention of retreating. "This is the final battle, we must win!" He swore secretly in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. This is its last struggle!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, his voice full of determination. His voice echoed in this empty space, like a battle horn, inspiring everyone's heart.

The disciples heard Lin Yu's cry and regained their spirits. Their bodies were covered with scars, their clothes were torn, and their clothes were stained red with blood. But their eyes burned with an unyielding fighting spirit, a desire for victory and a persistence in survival.

The shadow's immense power formed a dark whirlwind, howling and sweeping towards the crowd. Like a giant black dragon, the whirlwind bared its fangs and claws, carrying a destructive aura. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, rocks flew everywhere, and the entire space was turned upside down by this terrifying force.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with his hands, and a brilliant light burst out from his hands. The light was like the dawn, illuminating the dark corner. "Let's go together!" He roared, and rushed towards the dark whirlwind. His figure was like an arrow from a bow, throwing himself into this dangerous battle without hesitation.

The disciples followed closely behind, each unleashing their most powerful skills. Suddenly, a whirlwind of light and darkness collided, creating a deafening roar. It was like the roar of heaven and earth, the howl of the gods. Flame, ice, lightning—the power of each element intertwined to create a magnificent and breathtaking scene.

Lin Yu felt as if his body was being torn apart by this force, and every inch of his skin was suffering immense pain. But he still gritted his teeth and persevered desperately. His spiritual power continued to surge, fighting a desperate battle with the forces of darkness. He had only one belief in his heart: to defeat the darkness and protect everyone.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the dark whirlwind's power gradually weakened. The once arrogant black dragon also began to weaken. The shadow roared in despair, its voice filled with resentment and anger. Its form grew increasingly blurred, as if on the verge of collapse.

"Try harder!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, his voice hoarse. His throat felt as if it was on fire, but he ignored it.

Everyone was encouraged and increased their spiritual power output once again. Their faces were full of determination, sweat soaking their foreheads, but no one slacked off in the slightest.

Finally, the dark whirlwind completely dissipated, vanishing into thin air like smoke. The shadow also vanished in a burst of dazzling light, leaving not even a trace.

As the shadow vanished, the entire space instantly returned to calm. Everyone collapsed to the ground, exhausted, gasping for breath. Their bodies had reached their limits, but smiles of triumph appeared on their faces. Those smiles contained countless emotions: relief, joy, and hope for the future.

"We succeeded..." a disciple said weakly. There was a slight tremor in his voice, which was the relief after extreme exhaustion.

Lin Yu looked at everyone, his heart filled with relief and pride. They had gone through countless hardships and obstacles and finally defeated this powerful enemy.

However, before they could celebrate, the space around them suddenly began to tremble violently. The ground shook, cracks appeared in the walls, and rocks fell from overhead.

"What's going on?" a disciple asked in horror.

Lin Yu frowned, "Everyone be careful, there may be a new crisis!"

The trembling in space grew stronger and stronger, as if the entire world was about to collapse. A huge crack slowly opened before everyone, and a powerful suction force emanated from the crack.

"Hold on to the things around you and don't get sucked in!" Lin Yu shouted loudly.

Everyone grabbed onto the rocks, pillars and other fixed objects around them, trying to resist the suction.

But the suction force became stronger and stronger, and some disciples gradually could not bear it.

"Master, save me!" A disciple's hands began to loosen and his body slowly floated towards the crack.

Lin Yu stretched out his hand with all his strength, trying to catch the disciple.

Can they survive this new crisis?