Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu broke free from the black smoke, gasping for breath. His chest heaved violently, and every breath was accompanied by burning pain. But he did not stop for a moment, his eyes burning with determination, and he rushed towards the monster's left leg again. His clothes rustled in the wind, and the tattered corners seemed to tell of the fierce battle he had just experienced.

The disciples also gathered their courage and followed closely behind Lin Yu, concentrating all their strength on attacking the monster's weak spot. Fear was no longer in their eyes, replaced by a desperate determination. Suddenly, various spells and weapons attacked the monster's left leg. The colorful lights intertwined, forming a brilliant and deadly attack net.

The monster roared in agony, its roar so deafening it threatened to collapse the entire temple. Its form began to waver, its massive frame like a candle in the wind, poised to collapse at any moment. But the ferocious monster refused to yield, still making its final struggle.

"Try harder!" Lin Yu shouted, his voice hoarse from the excessive force. He swung the sword in his hand continuously, each blow carrying his unyielding will. The sword blade cut through the air, leaving behind silver tracks, as if writing their hope of survival.

At this moment, the monster suddenly raised its left leg and stomped down hard, trying to stop the attack. The huge sole of its foot was like a dark cloud, with the force of a mountain pressing down.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Yu warned loudly. His voice was like a thunder at this critical moment.

Everyone dodged quickly, their figures darting through the temple, narrowly avoiding the monster's trampling. The monster had trampled a huge crater into the ground, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

But this evasion also caused a brief disruption in their attack rhythm. The previously tight attack formation was broken, and the disciples' breathing became more rapid, with expressions of fatigue and anxiety on their faces.

The monster took the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack. It waved its huge arms, stirring up a gust of wind. More black smoke blew out of its mouth, and the smoke quickly spread, enveloping everyone once again.

The situation inside the temple became even more critical. Some disciples had already fallen to the ground, injured and unable to fight anymore. They groaned in pain, blood gushing from their wounds, staining the ground beneath their feet red.

Lin Yu was extremely anxious, but he knew he couldn't panic at this moment. He suppressed his inner anxiety and looked for the monster in the smoke. Just when he felt desperate, he suddenly felt a mysterious power surging in his body. The power was warm and powerful, like a spring stream, slowly flowing through his meridians.

"This is..." Lin Yu was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it and directed this power to the sword. The sword was instantly covered by a layer of golden light, which was so bright and dazzling that it illuminated the surrounding darkness.

Then he thrust at the monster's left leg with all his might. This sword, with unprecedented power, seemed to be able to tear the void.

The sword blade collided with the monster's left leg, making a sharp sound. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and then, with a "puff", the sword pierced the monster's left leg directly.

The monster let out a shrill scream, its voice filled with pain and despair, and its huge body fell to the ground with a loud thud, raising a cloud of dust.

When everyone saw this scene, hope ignited in their hearts. Their eyes lit up again, and their exhausted bodies seemed to be instantly filled with strength.

"Let's take advantage of this opportunity and attack together!" Lin Yu shouted loudly.

The disciples responded one after another, launching a final attack on the fallen monster.

Can they take advantage of this opportunity to completely defeat the monster and escape from their predicament? Or will a new crisis await them?