Rise of the Otherworld.

The successful acquisition of the mineral vein excited everyone in the Zhenwang Sect, but the news somehow leaked out, attracting the covetousness of other surrounding forces.

That day, Lin Yu was directing his disciples to mine ore at the mine. The sun shone on the busy people, and their sweat reflected a crystal light. Suddenly, a group of uninvited guests appeared at the entrance of the mine.

"This mineral vein isn't something you, the True King Sect, can monopolize!" The leader was a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh. His voice was hoarse and arrogant, and behind him was a group of men with aggressive demeanor. They all held weapons, their eyes revealing greed and ferocity.

Lin Yu frowned, stepped forward and said: "This is what our Zhenwang Sect found with great effort and cracked the formation. How can you just take it away!" His eyes were firm and sharp, looking directly at the middle-aged man without any fear.

"Hmph, with the current strength of your Zhenwang Sect, can you hold on to this mineral vein? If you know what's good for you, give it up quickly to avoid suffering!" The middle-aged man threatened, with a ferocious smile on his face, as if he had already regarded the mineral vein as something in his pocket.

Lin Yu's eyes turned cold: "If you want the mineral vein, come and get it with your ability!" His voice was as cold as frost and full of determination.

The tension between the two sides reached its apex. The air seemed to freeze, with only the heavy breathing and heartbeats of the crowd as the only sounds.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and his men rushed towards the mine like wolves. Lin Yu was not afraid at all, and shouted: "Disciples of the True King Sect, follow me to meet the enemy!" He led the disciples of the True King Sect to meet them.

Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing erupted from the mine. Lin Yu's figure was as fast as lightning, and with every swing of his sword, an enemy fell. His swordsmanship was exquisite and his sword was as powerful as the wind. Wherever he went, the enemies fled. However, the enemy was too numerous, rushing in like a tide, and the disciples of the True King Sect gradually began to feel a little tired.

"This is not a solution." Lin Yu thought to himself, sweat rolling down his forehead. His eyes quickly scanned the battlefield, looking for a way to break the deadlock. Suddenly, he discovered the middle-aged man's flaw.

A flash of determination flashed in Lin Yu's eyes. He exerted all his strength and rushed towards the middle-aged man like an arrow. The middle-aged man was shocked and quickly raised his knife to block. The two started a fierce duel.

Lin Yu's swordsmanship was sharp, and each move contained great power. The sword shadow flickered like a dragon emerging from the sea. The middle-aged man gradually lost, his moves began to panic, and there were more and more flaws.

At this moment, an alarm suddenly sounded within the True King Sect, a sharp sound piercing the sky. It turned out that another force had taken advantage of the situation and attacked the sect.

"Damn it!" Lin Yu was extremely anxious. There were still many disciples and wounded people in the sect, and the situation was critical.

He acted decisively, made a feint, and forced the middle-aged man to retreat. Then he shouted loudly: "Disciples of the Zhenwang Sect, follow me back to support the sect!" and led the disciples to quickly return to support the sect.

When they rushed back to the sect, they found chaos within. Buildings were on fire, billowing with smoke and flames. The cries of the disciples and the curses of the enemy mingled, a heartbreaking sight. Numerous wounded lay scattered on the ground, their blood staining the ground red.

"Everyone hold on!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, his voice full of anger and determination. He led his disciples to quickly engage in battle and fight a desperate battle with the enemy.

Lin Yu was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, his sword rising and falling, and the enemies fell one after another. Inspired by him, the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect also fought bravely, and for a while, the situation gradually stabilized.

After a bitter battle, they finally repelled the enemy, but the Zhenwang Sect also suffered heavy losses, with most of its buildings destroyed and many disciples injured or even killed.

Lin Yu looked at the devastated sect, his heart filled with grief and anger. His clothes were torn and his body was covered in blood, but his eyes remained firm. He secretly vowed: "I must make the True King Sect strong and no longer be bullied!"

At night, Lin Yu stood alone on the heights of the sect, looking at the starry sky, his mind racing. He knew that the road ahead was still long, full of challenges and hardships, but he would never back down.