Rise of the Otherworld.

The evil dragon twisted its body frantically, trying to escape the siege. Every swing of its massive body stirred up a gust of wind, and black smoke continuously spewed from its mouth, becoming increasingly thicker, attempting to obscure everyone's vision. In the darkness, the smoke was like a thick curtain, blurring everyone's vision.

Lin Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with determination. His clothes were already tattered in the previous battle, and his body was covered with scars, but his posture was still as straight as a pine tree. "Everyone concentrate your strength, don't give it a chance to breathe!" He rushed forward again, the sword in his hand with an unstoppable momentum. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of the people, bringing them endless courage and strength.

The disciples responded in unison, their voices coalescing into a powerful wave in the darkness. Magical radiances converged into a powerful torrent, rushing towards the evil dragon's wound. There was blazing flame, threatening to consume everything; there was icy frost, instantly freezing the surrounding air; and there was blazing lightning, roaring like giant dragons. This torrent, carrying the rage and hope of the crowd, was unstoppable.

The evil dragon roared in agony, its voice filled with resentment and rage. Its massive eyes fixed on the group, as if it wanted to memorize their appearance forever. Its gaze, filled with venom and despair, sent a chill through the air. But the group remained undeterred by its gaze; instead, their resolve to defeat it intensified.

"Hurry harder! It can't hold on any longer!" Lin Yu shouted in encouragement. His voice was hoarse from the excessive effort, but it was filled with passion and strength. At this moment, Lin Yu's spiritual power was like a burning flame, madly pouring into the sword. The sword shone brightly, and that light was like the breaking dawn, illuminating the dark corners. The runes on the sword flickered with mysterious light, as if echoing Lin Yu's inner firm belief.

Xiaoyaozi also unleashed his most powerful secret technique, a mysterious glow emanating from his body. The light rippled like water, imbued with immense power. He formed seals with his hands, muttering something, and light emanated from his hands, merging with Lin Yu's sword light to form a massive beam that shot straight toward the evil dragon.

Under this powerful attack, the evil dragon's defenses were finally breached. A massive hole appeared in its abdomen, and black blood gushed out like a fountain. The blood carried a pungent stench and corrosive properties. As soon as it touched the ground, it sizzled, corroding it into vast pits.

The evil dragon's body began to crumble, its strength rapidly draining away. Its once powerful aura became feeble, and its massive form lost its imposing majesty.

"Now, give it the final blow!" Lin Yu roared. His voice was like a battle horn, inspiring everyone to launch a final charge.

Everyone used up their last bit of strength, pouring all their attacks on the evil dragon. At this moment, they forgot their fatigue and pain, and had only one belief in their hearts, that is to completely defeat the evil dragon.

The evil dragon roared one last, desperate roar, then collapsed to the ground. Its massive body kicked up a cloud of dust, shaking the surrounding space. The dust rose, obscuring the sky and the sun, as if drawing a tragic and magnificent conclusion to this fierce battle.

"We won!" a disciple shouted excitedly, his voice tinged with tears. His face was covered in a mixture of tears and sweat, but they were tears of joy.

Everyone cheered, their tired faces filled with the joy of victory. They hugged each other and celebrated this hard-earned victory.

However, before they could recover from the joy of victory, new changes appeared in the ruins.

Mysterious runes emerged from the evil dragon's corpse, emitting an eerie glow. Like living creatures, the runes moved through the air, interweaving into a complex pattern. The pattern seemed to hold a mysterious power, creating an invisible pressure.

"What is this?" a disciple asked in surprise.

Lin Yu frowned and looked at the runes warily. "Everyone be careful, there may be unknown dangers."

At this moment, the rune suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire ruins like daylight.

Everyone was blinded by the bright light and felt uneasy.

What is hidden behind this mysterious light?