Rise of the Otherworld.

At the entrance to Xuantianmen's forbidden grounds, silence reigned, the only sound rustling through leaves in the breeze. Yet, beneath this seemingly tranquil surface lay a deadly danger. Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, yet it couldn't dispel the impending scent of blood.

At this moment, a group of Xuantian Sect disciples, led by an elder, approached the forbidden area. Their expressions were serious, their eyes filled with anticipation for the unknown trials and tribulations, as well as a firm determination to protect the sect.

"Everyone, be careful. Don't be careless," the elder whispered. His voice was steady and powerful, and the staff in his hand emitted a faint light.

The disciples nodded and advanced cautiously. Their footsteps were especially clear in the silent forest, each one punctuated by caution and vigilance.

Suddenly, enemies rushed out from all directions, shouting and killing, instantly shattering the silence. "Kill!" The enemies pounced on the Xuantian Sect members like vicious wolves, their faces wearing ferocious smiles and their eyes filled with murderous intent.

The elder's face changed drastically. "Form a defensive formation!" His voice was quick and decisive. He waved the staff in his hand, and a shield of light instantly unfolded.

The Xuantian Sect disciples reacted quickly, forming a defensive formation. They stood back to back, weapons tightly gripped, ready to meet the enemy's attack. However, the enemy's attack was too fierce, and several disciples were injured and fell in an instant.

"Protect the elders and fellow apprentices!" an older disciple shouted, his eyes burning with rage as he charged recklessly at the enemy. His sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and every swing carried a resolute momentum.

In this chaos, the Xuantian Sect disciples fought hard but gradually fell into trouble. The enemy was too numerous, and the wave after wave of attacks made it difficult for them to cope. One young disciple was scratched on the arm by an enemy sword, but he gritted his teeth and continued to fight.

At this time, inside Xuantian Gate.

"Oh no! Something's happening in the forbidden area!" the disciple in charge of monitoring shouted. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

When Lin Yu heard the news, his heart tightened, "Zhang Hao, Li Yue, follow me to support!" His voice was decisive and firm, and he turned and ran towards the forbidden area.

Zhang Hao and Li Yue were not to be outdone. They followed closely behind Lin Yu, their weapons ready for battle.

The three of them led a team of elite disciples and rushed to the forbidden area. Their figures shuttled through the mountains and forests at an extremely fast speed, causing a gust of wind to blow.

Back in the forbidden area, the battle intensified. Xuantian Sect's casualties mounted, yet they refused to give up their resistance. Every disciple fought with all their might, for the sect's honor and for their very survival.

The elder was stabbed several times, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he still stood firm. "Disciples of Xuantian Sect, never retreat!" Although his voice was weak, it was full of power, inspiring every disciple.

Just when the enemy thought victory was certain, Lin Yu and others arrived in time.

"Kill them!" Lin Yu shouted angrily, charging into the enemy camp first. His sword flashed like lightning, instantly beheading several enemies. He exuded a powerful aura that frightened the enemy.

Not to be outdone, Zhang Hao and Li Yue unleashed powerful techniques. Zhang Hao's punches were incredibly powerful, each one accompanied by a whirring sound, sending the enemy reeling. Li Yue's spells were dazzling, beams of light shooting towards the enemy, inflicting immense damage.

The support from Xuantian Sect boosted the morale of the disciples. They picked themselves up and fought a more intense battle with the enemy.

On the battlefield, swords flashed, spells shone, and the sounds of magic clashed. Shouts, screams, and the clash of weapons filled the air. Blood splattered, staining the ground and everyone's clothes red.

After a fierce battle, the enemy began to panic. They did not expect that the support from Xuantianmen would come so quickly and so powerfully.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" the enemy leader shouted loudly, and they began to retreat, trying to escape from the battlefield.

But how could the people of Xuantian Sect let them go easily? They pursued them and did not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

Finally, the enemy fled in a panic, leaving behind corpses and weapons.

"Check the casualties and treat the injured!" Lin Yu said loudly, his face full of fatigue, but his eyes were firm.

Although Xuantian Sect suffered losses in this sudden battle, they successfully repelled the enemy and defended the dignity of the sect.