Rise of the Otherworld.

Led by Lin Yu, everyone launched a final assault on the fallen monster. Various spells struck the monster like meteors, their brilliant colors interweaving into a breathtaking scene within the dark temple. The clash of weapons echoed throughout the temple, each blow a declaration of war against fear and a desire for survival.

Lin Yu led the charge, swinging his sword repeatedly, each strike carrying a killing determination. His eyes were firm, his gaze like a torch, sweat trickling down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. His clothes were already soaked with blood and sweat, but his movements didn't slow down at all, but instead became more fierce.

The disciples also fought with all their might, channeling all the pent-up fear and anger into the power of their attacks. Their cries mingled, forming a passionate war song. Some disciples unleashed their most powerful spells, their radiance blazing like brilliant stars; others gritted their teeth, desperately slashing at the monsters with their weapons, even as their arms ached.

Under the siege, the monster's struggles grew weaker and weaker. Its wounds multiplied, and black blood flowed across the ground, emitting a pungent odor. That blood seemed like a wellspring of evil, each drop instilling disgust and fear. But at this moment, no one flinched, only a firm belief in victory.

"Everyone, try harder, it's almost gone!" Lin Yu encouraged everyone loudly. His voice was full of power, which inspired every disciple.

Finally, the monster let out a final, desperate roar, its voice filled with resentment and resentment. Then, its body completely collapsed, motionless. Its massive frame, like a collapsing mountain, slammed heavily onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"We won!" a disciple shouted excitedly, his voice trembling with joy. His face was covered with a mixture of tears and sweat, but at this moment, they were tears of happiness.

The crowd cheered, smiles of triumph breaking out on tired faces. They embraced one another, celebrating this hard-earned victory. Laughter and cheers echoed throughout the temple, seemingly dispelling all the fear and repression that had previously plagued them.

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground. But he forced himself to stand firm, looking at the cheering disciples, his heart filled with relief. He knew that they had paid too much in this battle, but they survived, they were true warriors.

"Everyone, take care of your wounds and take a rest," Lin Yu said. Although his voice was tired, it was still full of concern.

The disciples began bandaging their wounds and taking elixirs to recover their strength. Some had wounds so deep they could see the bone, but they gritted their teeth and said nothing. Others, their spiritual energy exhausted, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

After a period of rest, everyone felt much better. Although the pain in their bodies remained, a glimmer of hope rekindled in their eyes.

"Master, what should we do next?" Xiaoyaozi asked. His face still bore the scars of battle, but his eyes were filled with anticipation for the future.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's leave this temple first and see if we can find some clues in the town to figure out what happened here." He looked outside the temple, his heart full of doubts.

Everyone nodded in agreement and walked out of the temple together.

The streets of the town were still deserted, but now they no longer seemed so scary. The sun shone on the streets, bringing a touch of warmth and comfort.

"Perhaps the residents here know something." said a disciple.

Lin Yu nodded: "Let's go door to door and ask."

They knocked on every door, but most of them remained closed and no one answered.

Just when they were feeling disappointed, a door slowly opened and a little girl stuck her head out.

"Are you...are you the heroes who defeated the monster?" the little girl asked timidly.

Can they get any useful clues from the little girl? What challenges will await them in the future?