Rise of the Otherworld.

Empowered by the powerful power of the sect's treasure, the Xuantian Sect's members seemed to be infused with boundless strength and courage, launching a desperate counterattack. Lin Yu, like a god of war, his eyes blazing with fury as he swung his sword with ferocity. Each strike carried a sharp aura, as if to annihilate all the enemies before him. His sword moves grew increasingly fierce, their momentum like the wind, their speed like lightning. Each strike carried a killing determination that struck fear into the enemy's heart.

The disciples' morale was high, their eyes filled with determination and resolve. In this crucial moment of life and death, they forgot their fear, their hearts filled with a single conviction: to protect Xuantian Sect and repel the invading enemy. They fought bravely, unleashing their respective skills and techniques. Some controlled fire, incinerating the enemy to ash; others summoned frost to freeze them; others, using swordsmanship, weaved through the enemy hordes with impunity. For a moment, the enemies of the mysterious organization were thrown into panic, their previously arrogant arrogance quashed, and they began to retreat and show fear.

The mysterious figure took advantage of the enemy's disarray and unleashed his ultimate skill. He clasped his hands together, muttering something, and then a powerful energy erupted from his body. This energy transformed into countless beams of light, which shot towards the enemy. Instantly, several enemy masters were reduced to ashes by the impact of the light, leaving them unable to even utter a scream. This attack dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's morale, and they began to realize that this battle was not as easy as they had imagined.

"Everyone, work together and completely wipe them out!" Lin Yu shouted loudly. His voice echoed on the battlefield, inspiring the fighting spirit of every disciple of Xuantian Sect.

However, the mysterious organization was a well-trained and powerful force. They quickly recovered from their initial panic and reorganized an effective resistance. Their leaders shouted and adjusted their tactics, attempting to stabilize the situation. The two sides reached a stalemate, and the battle entered a fierce stage. Every moment was filled with blood and slaughter.

Lin Yu had several more wounds on his body, blood staining his clothes red, but he ignored them and continued to charge forward. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to fight to the end and never retreat. His face was a little distorted by anger and fatigue, but his eyes were always firm and never wavered.

An enemy general, seeing the situation was not good, attempted a surprise attack on Lin Yu. He quietly circled behind Lin Yu, raised his sword, and prepared to give Lin Yu a fatal blow. At this critical moment, the mysterious man made a timely move. He flashed and appeared behind Lin Yu in an instant. He raised his hand and swung it, and a powerful force pushed the general back. The general was hit by this force and flew out, falling heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Thank you, senior!" Lin Yu shouted, his voice full of gratitude.

The mysterious man replied, "Focus on killing the enemy! Now is not the time to express your gratitude."

At this moment, reinforcements arrived from Xuantian Sect. Several nearby sects, upon hearing of Xuantian Sect's crisis, had sent aid. They brought more disciples and resources to join the battle. The arrival of these reinforcements significantly increased Xuantian Sect's strength, instantly shifting the tide in Xuantian Sect's favor. The sight of these reinforcements boosted the morale of the Xuantian Sect's ranks, and they launched an even more ferocious attack, pushing the enemy back step by step.

On the battlefield, shouts, screams, and the clash of weapons intertwined, forming a tragic yet spectacular scene. Under the leadership of Lin Yu and the mysterious man, the Xuantian Sect gradually gained the upper hand. The enemies of the mysterious organization began to retreat step by step, their casualties increasing, and they were no longer able to withstand the powerful offensive of the Xuantian Sect.

"Don't let any enemy go, avenge our dead fellow disciples!" Lin Yu shouted loudly.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect responded in unison, chasing the fleeing enemy like a pack of tigers. In this fierce battle, Xuantian Sect ultimately emerged victorious, successfully repelling the attack of the mysterious organization and safeguarding the sect's safety.