Rise of the Otherworld.

Gazing at the enemy reinforcements rolling in from afar, the faces of the Xuantian Sect members grew increasingly solemn, yet there was no trace of fear in their eyes; instead, an even more resolute fighting spirit was ignited. That unyielding will seemed to ignite a raging fire within each of their hearts, illuminating their resolute faces.

Lin Yu took a deep breath and said loudly: "Disciples, today we have no way out. Only by fighting with our backs to the wall can we survive!" His voice was firm and powerful, echoing on the battlefield, inspiring everyone's morale like a war drum. His eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the faces of each disciple, conveying determination and trust.

Zhang Hao wiped the blood from his face and grinned, "Then let's have a good fight!" His smile was filled with a hint of madness. Sword in hand, he charged into the enemy formation once again without hesitation. His figure was like a flash of lightning, weaving through the enemy horde. With the rise and fall of his sword, the enemies fell one after another.

Li Yue took a pill to restore her mana. Despite her extreme fatigue, she persevered, preparing to cast another spell. Her eyes were filled with determination, her hands tightly gripping her staff as she muttered something, the mana pulsing around her growing stronger.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect shouted in unison: "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Their voices resounded through the heavens, as if to break through the endless darkness. Their cries were filled with loyalty to the sect and anger at the enemy, and every syllable was filled with the determination to face death.

Enemy reinforcements quickly joined the battle, and the situation instantly became more dire. The enemy surged in like a tide, wave after wave, seemingly endless. Xuantian Sect disciples continued to fall under the enemy's fierce attacks, but their defenses remained unbroken.

"Kill!" A Xuantian Sect disciple was stabbed multiple times, his wounds deep enough to reveal the bone, but his gaze remained resolute. He clung to his enemy, creating an opportunity for his companions to kill him. "Brothers, don't let my death be in vain!" He shouted with his last bit of strength, then collapsed in a pool of blood.

Lin Yu personally leaped from the city wall and joined the battle. His swordsmanship was fierce, each stroke imbued with profound skill. With a flicker of his sword, enemies fell one after another. His clothes were already stained red with blood, but his movements were unwavering, like a tireless god of war.

In this life-or-death moment, every Xuantian Sect disciple unleashed unprecedented strength. Their hearts held a single conviction: to protect Xuantian Sect, even at the cost of their lives. They forgot their pain, their fatigue, only the rage of battle burning within them.

Li Yue exerted all her might, unleashing a powerful forbidden technique. A radiant light, like the blazing sun, instantly repelled a large number of enemies. However, the backlash of her own magical power caused her to spit blood. Her body teetered, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

"Li Yue!" Zhang Hao exclaimed, wanting to help her, but Li Yue raised her hand to stop him.

Li Yue endured the severe pain and shouted, "Don't worry about me, kill the enemy!" Her voice was weak but full of determination.

The battlefield was thick with smoke, filled with cries of killing and screams. Blood stained the ground, and severed limbs were everywhere. The Xuantian Sect fought bravely, engaging in a thrilling and desperate struggle with the enemy. Every moment was filled with the test of life and death.

Just as Xuantian Sect was beginning to struggle, a resounding bird song suddenly echoed from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a group of mysterious figures galloping towards them. They were dressed in strange attire and rode giant birds. Leading them was an old man with a deep, majestic gaze.

"Don't panic, friends of Xuantian Sect, we are here to help you!" The old man's voice was loud, like a ray of hope descending on this bloody battlefield.

The people of Xuantian Sect were cheered up and their hope of victory was rekindled.