Rise of the Otherworld.

The Xuantian Sect disciples were trapped, and the situation was becoming increasingly critical. The shouts of killing were deafening, and the bloody smell filled the air, making people feel nauseous.

Zhang Hao looked around and saw enemies coming like a tide, their eyes full of murderous intent, as if a group of hungry wolves saw their wounded prey.

"Everyone, don't panic! Maintain your formation!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice tinged with anxiety. Veins popped on his forehead, sweat streamed down his cheeks, and he gripped his sword tightly, as if it were his only hope.

Li Yue continued to cast spells, trying to open a way out for everyone. Her hands danced rapidly, muttering something, and rays of light flew from her hands, rushing towards the enemy. But the enemy was too numerous, and her magic power was rapidly depleted, and her face became increasingly pale.

"This isn't going to work. We must focus our efforts on one direction!" Li Yue gasped, her voice already a little hoarse. Her eyes revealed a hint of despair, but more of a determination.

Zhang Hao nodded, his eyes fixed on the enemy's weaker left side: "Everyone follow me and break out to the left!" His voice was like a loud bell, clearly audible on the chaotic battlefield.

Led by Zhang Hao, the Xuantian Sect disciples launched a fierce attack. Fearless and fearless, they fought bravely, each advance coming at a heavy price. One disciple fell beneath the enemy's sword, his eyes filled with resentment, his lips trembling slightly as if he were about to say something, but the light of life quickly faded from his eyes.

"Brother, hold on!" His companion's eyes turned red, and he hacked at the enemy even more frantically. His tears and sweat mixed together, blurring his vision, but he never stopped his weapon.

Zhang Hao was also wounded in many places, his clothes stained with blood, but he gritted his teeth and fiercely protected the disciples around him. Every time he swung his sword, it was filled with endless anger and determination.

Finally, they tore open a gap and began to break out.

However, the enemy would not let them go easily and kept chasing them.

"We can't let them get away!" The enemy general roared loudly, his face distorted, waving the spear in his hand, urging the soldiers to speed up.

At this moment, a cold arrow shot towards Zhang Hao. The arrow came as fast as a meteor, carrying a deadly threat.

"Be careful!" Li Yue exclaimed, her voice filled with fear and worry.

At the critical moment, a disciple stepped forward and blocked the arrow with his body. The arrow penetrated deeply into his chest, and his body shook, and then he slowly fell down.

"I must return alive!" the disciple said with his last breath. His eyes were filled with a desire for life and a deep attachment to the sect.

Zhang Hao was filled with grief, but he knew he couldn't stop. He gritted his teeth, fought back the tears, and continued to lead his disciples forward.

After everyone's desperate efforts, the Xuantian Sect disciples finally escaped the enemy's pursuit. They ran all the way until they could no longer hear the enemy's voice.

But they also suffered heavy casualties, and everyone was exhausted. Some were still bleeding from their wounds, while others had already collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion.

"What should we do next?" a disciple asked. His voice was weak and confused, and his eyes were filled with fear for the future.

Zhang Hao looked towards the distant Xuantian Sect with a firm look in his eyes: "Return to the sect and regroup!" Although his voice was tired, it was full of strength.

The crowd supported each other and walked towards the sect gate step by step. Each step was extremely heavy, but their hearts were filled with hope.

Back at the sect, Lin Yu and the other elders were already waiting at the door. Seeing them return, Lin Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of relief and heartache.

"Quick, take the injured down for treatment." Lin Yu ordered.

Zhang Hao and Li Yue did not have time to rest and immediately reported the situation on the battlefield to Lin Yu.

"It seems that this crisis is more serious than we imagined." Lin Yu said with a frown.

"Master, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must find a way to fight back," said Zhang Hao.

Lin Yu nodded: "You guys take a good rest first, recharge your batteries, and we'll make a long-term plan later."

Although they have returned to the sect temporarily, everyone knows in their hearts that greater challenges are still ahead.