Rise of the Otherworld.

Mo Ying led a team of disciples, charging towards the Shadow Hall's weak spot, like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's weak spot. His eyes burned with rage, and every step was filled with determination. He swung his sword like a whirlwind, each strike deadly, blood splattering wherever it struck, and the enemy's screams echoed one after another.

The Shadow Hall's defenses were instantly breached, and the Xuantian Sect's members saw hope, their morale soaring. Their tired faces were once again radiant with fighting spirit, and their cries of killing were deafening.

"Charge!" Lin Yu shouted, leading the other disciples to follow closely behind, seizing the opportunity to launch an even more fierce attack. His posture was agile, and the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light. Every swing brought a sharp sound of wind. His eyes were firm and resolute, as if telling the enemy that Xuantianmen would never fall easily.

Zhang Hao roared, his fists whistling as he repelled the enemies before him one by one. His muscles tensed, each punch packed with immense force. The enemies, beneath his iron fists, were like fragile scarecrows, flying back one after another. Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat poured like rain, but his attacks showed no sign of weakening.

Li Yue directed the logistics team to quickly rescue the wounded and maintain the team's combat effectiveness. Her voice was crisp and firm, remarkably clear amid the chaotic battlefield. "Hurry up! Don't let any wounded lose hope!" Her eyes were filled with concern and anxiety, yet she arranged everything methodically.

Mo Ying charged left and right through the enemy lines, his sword flashing as enemies fell one after another. His body was covered in wounds, but he was oblivious, his heart filled with a single conviction: to break through the Shadow Hall's defenses. His clothes were stained red with blood, but this only added to his valor.

With everyone's desperate fight, the situation gradually began to reverse. The Shadow Hall, which had previously held the upper hand, began to show signs of chaos and retreat.

"Everyone, work harder, victory is just around the corner!" Lin Yu loudly encouraged his disciples. His voice was like a war drum, inspiring everyone's heart.

But the Shadow Hall was not to be outdone, and their leader personally took action. This man was a man of profound power and ruthless means. He was dressed in a black robe and a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of sinister eyes.

"Who dares to ruin the good deeds of the Shadow Hall?" the Shadow Hall leader shouted angrily. His voice was like thunder, rolling across the battlefield.

Mo Ying stepped forward and said, "Your doom has come!" His voice was cold and resolute, and he faced the leader without fear.

The two instantly engaged in combat, a moment of surging sword energy and surging internal strength. The air around them seemed to rip apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Mo Ying's sword was like a swimming dragon, nimble and deadly; the leader's moves were sinister and strange, each one deadly.

The surrounding disciples were all shocked by the powerful aura and retreated. They watched this peak confrontation nervously, silently praying for Mo Ying in their hearts.

Lin Yu and Zhang Hao took the opportunity to lead their disciples in encircling the other members of the Shadow Hall. They were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable. The Xuantian Sect disciples worked in perfect harmony, forming a rigorous formation, and gradually separated and surrounded the members of the Shadow Hall.

Just as Mo Ying and the leader of the Shadow Hall were locked in a stalemate, he suddenly spotted a flaw in the leader. Delighted, he unleashed a powerful blow without hesitation. His sword, like a rainbow, pierced the leader's vulnerable spot.

However, the leader was cunning after all. He seemed to have been prepared and dodged the fatal blow.

Mo Ying thought to himself that something was wrong, and at this moment, the leader took advantage of the situation and counterattacked, and a powerful internal force attacked Mo Ying.

Can Mo Ying escape danger, and can Xuantian Sect finally defeat Shadow Hall?