Rise of the Otherworld.

Upon hearing the news that the enemy was about to attack again, a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the Xuantian Sect. However, after the previous battles and rest periods, the initial panic had subsided, replaced by a firm determination and a calm preparedness.

Lin Yu stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at the mountains in the distance, and said to Zhang Hao and Li Yue beside him with a serious expression: "This time, the enemy will definitely come with great force, and we must be fully prepared." His eyes were deep and firm, as if he could penetrate the thick fog and see the coming storm.

Zhang Hao gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hand, his eyes firm: "Master, don't worry, our disciples are ready to live and die with the sect! Even if we die, we will make the enemy pay a heavy price." His voice was sonorous and powerful, and it sounded particularly loud in the silent atmosphere.

Li Yue nodded slightly, frowning, and said, "Our fortifications have been reinforced, and the new disciples are also intensifying their training. I just don't know what means the enemy will use this time." Her eyes revealed a hint of worry, but more of a firm belief.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what, we must remain unchanged in the face of all changes. Notify everyone and ask them to strengthen patrols and not slack off in the slightest." His voice was steady and powerful, bringing a sense of peace of mind to everyone.

Within the sect, each disciple fulfilled their duties. On the training grounds, new disciples diligently practiced their techniques under the guidance of their senior brothers and sisters. Their sweat poured down like rain, each move brimming with power and determination. "Faster, harder!" the senior brothers shouted, and the new disciples gritted their teeth, repeating the movements over and over again, striving for perfection.

The disciples in charge of logistics were busy preparing food and medicinal elixirs, ensuring sufficient supplies. They shuttled between warehouses, carrying heavy loads of food and boxes of precious medicinal elixirs. "Be careful, these are life-saving supplies!" an older disciple warned his younger companion, their faces filled with seriousness and concentration.

On the city walls, the disciples on lookout kept their gaze fixed on the distance, not missing a single movement. Their eyes were sore from the prolonged staring, but they remained steadfast in their posts. "Everyone, brace yourselves! We must not allow the enemy any opportunity!" shouted an elder in charge of the guards. His voice echoed off the walls, inspiring every disciple.

In the sect's secret storeroom, Lin Yu and several elders were examining precious magical weapons and secret manuals. The storeroom was filled with an old atmosphere, and each magical weapon exuded a mysterious glow. Lin Yu carefully picked up a secret manual and gently opened it: "These are the sect's heritage. They should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary." His voice was low and solemn, and several elders nodded in understanding.

At this moment, a disciple came running in hurriedly: "Master, the scouts ahead reported that they have discovered traces of the enemy!" His voice was a little breathless due to the rapid running.

Lin Yu's eyes flashed, and the secret book in his hand closed instantly: "Here they come! Everyone be on guard!" His voice was like a military order, quickly spreading throughout the Xuantian Gate.

Xuantian Sect instantly entered a state of maximum combat readiness, everyone on high alert, awaiting the enemy's arrival. On the city walls, archers nocked their bows, their arrows flashing with a cold gleam. Before the spell array, mages gathered their magical power, ready to strike at any moment. Within the sect, every disciple gripped their weapons tightly, their heartbeats audible in this tense moment.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere became more and more tense. In the distance, dust flew, and the enemy's figure gradually appeared. "Prepare for battle!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, his voice resounding through the sky.