Rise of the Otherworld.

The reconnaissance team quietly set out under cover of darkness. The moonlight, like water, bathed them, but could not illuminate their path. Their nimble figures moved through the forest like ghosts, their robes fluttering, making no sound. Captain Du Yue's expression was solemn, his eyes gleaming with vigilance in the darkness. He was secretly wary, fully aware of the difficulty and danger of this mission. With every step, he carefully observed his surroundings, his sword tightly gripped as if it were his only guarantee of life.

Meanwhile, preparations within Xuantian Sect were still proceeding intensively. Lin Yu was so busy that beads of sweat covered his forehead, but he had no time to wipe them away. He had to coordinate the overall situation and arrange the progress of various affairs, while also caring about the disciples' cultivation status and giving them encouragement and guidance.

"Master, the disciples' training is progressing smoothly, but the rate of resource consumption is accelerating. I'm afraid it won't last long." An elder reported to Lin Yu worriedly, his brows wrinkled into the shape of a "chuan" character, and his face was full of anxiety.

Lin Yu frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Try every possible way to conserve resources and speed up the collection of surrounding resources. Send more disciples to find new resource points and ensure the needs of cultivation and fortifications." His voice was firm and powerful, with unquestionable determination.

Meanwhile, the reconnaissance team was gradually approaching the mysterious organization's camp. Silence reigned, broken only by the occasional, eerie cry of a night owl. Du Yue signaled the team to halt. He lay prone on the ground, his ear pressed to the ground, trying to pick up the slightest movement. He carefully observed the movements ahead, not missing a single suspicious sign.

Suddenly, a subtle sound was heard, like the rustling of leaves in the wind, but to Du Yue's keen hearing, it seemed particularly suspicious. Du Yue's heart tightened, and he secretly cried out, "This is not good."

"There's an ambush!" he shouted, his voice particularly abrupt in the silent night. However, it was too late. Countless hidden weapons flew in from all directions, flashing coldly in the moonlight.

The team members cast defensive spells one after another, flashes of light forming barriers. However, the sheer number of hidden weapons and their rapid speed left several injured. They groaned in pain, their clothes stained red with blood.

"Everyone, stay calm and maintain your formation!" Du Yue commanded the team to retreat while resisting the hidden weapons. His voice was steady and firm, bringing a sense of peace of mind to the team members.

However, the mysterious organization had already surrounded them, cutting off their retreat. A group of dark figures emerged from all around them, wielding sharp blades and their eyes filled with murderous intent.

At this critical moment, Du Yue made a prompt decision: "Follow me and fight our way out!" He rushed towards the enemy first, waving the sword in his hand to release sharp sword energy.

The team members followed Du Yue closely, their teeth clenched, their only hope: to survive and bring back the intelligence. They fought tooth and nail, ignoring their wounds, exerting every ounce of their strength in every move. Blood splattered everywhere, and the cries of killing shook the air. The sound of swords clashing echoed through the night, shattering the tranquility of the night.

After a fierce battle, the reconnaissance team finally broke through the encirclement, but they also paid a heavy price. The original team of 20 people was reduced to less than 10 people, and all of them were injured.

When they returned to Xuantianmen with wounds all over their bodies and exhausted, Lin Yu and everyone else's hearts sank. Lin Yu looked at these brave disciples, his eyes moistened, and he said in a choked voice: "You are all heroes of Xuantianmen, go down and heal your wounds first."

Du Yue endured the pain and said, "Master, the mysterious organization is very well guarded. We finally managed to get some information. They are refining a powerful magic weapon, and it seems that they want to defeat our Xuantian Sect in one fell swoop."

After hearing this, Lin Yu's face became more solemn. He knew that a bigger crisis was about to come.