Rise of the Otherworld.

The light of dawn pierced the darkness, and the day of the decisive battle between the True King Sect and the Shadow Gate finally arrived. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere that seemed to be cut by a knife.

The disciples of the True King Sect had already assembled. Lin Yu stood in front of the team, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes fixed on everyone. His armor gleamed coldly in the rising sun, and the long sword in his hand exuded an invisible pressure.

"Brothers, today's battle is a matter of life or death! For the glory of the True King Sect, charge!" Lin Yu gave the order, his voice resounding like a huge bell, resounding through the sky. He took the lead and rushed towards the Shadow Gate's stronghold, his steps firm and powerful, bringing with them a gust of wind.

The disciples behind him shouted in unison, their morale high, like a surging torrent. Their shouts reverberated through the valley, as if shaking the very heavens and earth. In each of their eyes burned a raging fire of war, a thirst for victory and a dedication to justice.

As they approached the Shadow Gate stronghold, a group of disciples, as planned, charged forward, engaging the Shadow Gate guards in a fierce clash. Shouts of blood and killing echoed through the air, swords clashed, sparks flew. These disciples fought with all their might, firmly pinning down the main force of the Shadow Gate. Their figures darted across the battlefield, each attack brimming with fearless courage.

"Kill!" roared each group of disciples, their spears thrust out like dragons, instantly piercing the chest of a Shadow Sect disciple. However, he himself was also slashed in the shoulder by a side-on attack, blood staining his clothes red, but he seemed to feel nothing and continued to fight frantically.

The second group of disciples took the opportunity to sneak in from the flank. They were nimble, like ghosts in the dark night, carefully avoiding the enemy's sight. Their steps were light, their breathing was steady, trying not to make any sound.

However, the Shadow Gate was not completely defenseless. They soon discovered the actions of the second group of disciples and immediately organized forces to encircle and suppress them.

"Oh no! We've been discovered! Everyone, speed up!" shouted the team leader. His voice was urgent, but he remained calm.

The second group of disciples did not flinch, engaging in a desperate struggle with the enemy in order to break through the defenses as quickly as possible and complete the mission. Their swordsmanship was sharp and their moves were tricky, and every attack was designed to inflict a fatal blow on the enemy.

Lin Yu led the other disciples in a fierce confrontation with the Shadow Gate on the front battlefield. He swung his sword like the wind, and every move was powerful. Wherever he went, the enemies fell. His eyes were cold and firm, as if the god of war had descended.

But the strength of the Shadow Gate should not be underestimated. They kept sending out masters, which put tremendous pressure on the True King Sect.

"Lin Yu, today is the day you die!" A master from the Shadow Gate rushed towards Lin Yu with fierce moves. His figure was like a ghost, and he was in front of Lin Yu in an instant.

Lin Yu frowned as he faced his enemy. The two engaged in a thrilling duel. Their swords intertwined in the air, colliding and sending out countless sparks. Every clash made the surrounding air tremble.

The battlefield was awash with blood and screams, both sides were mad with killing intent. Broken arms and limbs were everywhere, and the ground was dyed red with blood.

At this moment, the system suddenly sent a prompt: "Host, the fatal weakness of the Shadow Gate has been discovered in the secret room inside its stronghold."

Lin Yu was delighted and immediately summoned some disciples to prepare to break through the defense line and attack the secret room.

"Follow me, let's charge in!" Lin Yu shouted loudly.

They rushed left and right in the chaotic battlefield, struggling to rush into the stronghold. The enemy's attack came like a storm, but they did not retreat at all.

A disciple was hit by the enemy's hidden weapon and fell to the ground.

"Don't worry about me, Master, go!" he shouted with his last bit of strength.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward.

Can they successfully find the secret room and turn the tide of battle?