Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu's figure was like lightning, rushing towards the giant's ankle. His figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, and his speed was extremely fast. The giant seemed to sense his intention and suddenly raised his foot to step on Lin Yu. The huge sole of his foot pressed down like a dark cloud, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Master, be careful!" the disciples cried out in alarm. Their voices were filled with worry and fear, their hearts in their throats.

At the critical moment, Lin Yu rolled sideways, narrowly avoiding the giant's trampling. His movements were as nimble as a cat, leaving a long trail on the ground. But he didn't dare to delay for a moment. Taking advantage of the gap in the giant's movement, he jumped up and stabbed the flashing light with his sword.

The moment the sword touched the light, a powerful recoil force came. Lin Yu felt a sharp pain in his hands, his knuckles numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword. The recoil force was like a surging wave, hitting his body wave after wave. But he gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, and exerted force again. The veins on his forehead bulged, and all his spiritual power continued to flow into the sword.

The giant roared in agony, a deafening roar that threatened to collapse the entire ruins. Its attacks became more frantic and chaotic, its massive fists waving wildly, stirring up gusts of wind.

"Everyone, protect the Sect Master!" Xiaoyaozi shouted. His voice was firm and powerful, and the magic weapon in his hand flashed with light as he launched the first attack.

The disciples cast their strongest spells one after another. For a moment, flames, frost, and lightning intertwined to form a colorful wave of attack. Their eyes were full of determination. In order to protect Lin Yu and to defeat the giant, they had already put their lives aside.

Lin Yu took the opportunity to continuously inject spiritual power into the sword, and the sword shone brightly, as dazzling as the sun. Finally, with his unremitting efforts, he broke through the defense of that layer of light.

Black blood spurted out from the giant's ankles. The blood was as thick as ink and emitted a pungent stench. The giant's movements suddenly became sluggish, and its body began to shake, as if it had lost its support pillar.

"Now, attack with all your strength!" Lin Yu shouted loudly. His voice was full of excitement and excitement, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

The crowd rushed forward, raining down a barrage of attacks upon the giant. Sword shadows, spells, and the power of martial arts intertwined, forming a formidable force of destruction. Under the siege, the giant's body teetered on the brink of collapse. Its body was covered in wounds, and black blood flowed continuously, staining the ground black.

But it still didn't give up resistance, desperately waving its arms in a last-ditch effort. Each swing carried such powerful force that everyone had to carefully dodge.

Lin Yu knew that he couldn't give the giant a chance to breathe, so he rushed towards the giant again, pointing his sword at its vital point. His figure shuttled through the giant's attack, like a small boat moving forward in the wind and waves.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the giant finally fell to the ground. Its body hit the ground with a loud bang, and the entire ruins trembled.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, new changes occurred in the ruins.

The surrounding walls began to shimmer with a strange, multicolored, dreamlike light. But behind this beautiful light lay an unknown danger. The ground shook violently, as if something enormous was about to burst forth from the earth.

"What on earth is going on?" a disciple asked in horror.

Lin Yu frowned, his heart full of doubts and vigilance.

What challenges will this new change bring to them?