Rise of the Otherworld.

Inside the True King Sect, a scene of intense activity unfolded. Lin Yu personally directed his disciples to strengthen the sect's defenses, bringing in huge rocks to build walls, setting traps, and deploying formations. His figure weaved through the crowd, his voice loud and resolute.

"Hurry up, make sure your defense is impeccable!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, with a hint of urgency in his voice. His forehead was covered with sweat, which slid down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

Although the disciples were exhausted, they gritted their teeth and persevered, knowing full well the importance of this defense. Some disciples had blisters on their hands, but they continued to carry heavy stones; others were exhausted and panting, but they continued to work hard to set traps.

At the same time, the spies also set out to investigate the latest movements of the Shadow Gate. They were nimble and disappeared into the mountains and forests like ghosts.

Lin Yu was discussing strategy with the elders in the meeting room. The atmosphere in the room was solemn, and everyone's face was full of worry.

"Master, our resources are running low. We must prepare for a long-term battle," an elder said worriedly, his brow furrowed as he tapped the ground with his cane.

Lin Yu frowned, his eyes revealing deep thought. "First, allocate from the inventory, and at the same time arrange for disciples to go to nearby towns to purchase. But be careful not to let the Shadow Gate discover our actions."

At this moment, a spy hurried back, his clothes ragged and his face covered with dust and blood.

"Master, the Shadow Gate is gathering a large number of troops and seems to be preparing to launch a general attack." The spy said breathlessly, with fear and fatigue in his voice.

Lin Yu's eyes flashed, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously. "It seems that they want to destroy us in one fell swoop." A surge of anger and determination surged in his heart.

"Then how should we respond?" The elders looked at Lin Yu, their eyes full of expectation and trust.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Notify all disciples to prepare for battle. Arrange the disciples who are good at close combat in front of the city wall, and the disciples who are good at long-range attacks in the rear for support. We must let the Shadow Gate know that the True King Sect is not so easy to defeat!"

The entire Zhenwang Sect entered a state of high alert. Everyone gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with determination.

At night, Lin Yu stood alone on the city wall, looking at the little lights in the darkness in the distance. That was the camp of the Shadow Gate. The breeze blew, and his clothes fluttered, but it could not blow away the heaviness in his heart.

"This battle is about the life and death of the Zhenwang Sect." Lin Yu swore secretly in his heart. His eyes were firm, as if he could penetrate the darkness and see the hope of the future.

The next morning, just as the sun rose, shouts and cries from the Shadow Gate were heard in the distance, and a war was about to break out.

The army of the Shadow Gate surged in like a tide, with great momentum. Lin Yu stood on the city wall and shouted loudly: "Disciples of the True King Sect, fight for the sect and for honor!"

The disciples shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

On the city wall, arrows rained down on the incoming enemies. The close combat disciples engaged in a fierce battle with the Shadow Sect disciples who had climbed up the city wall, with swords flashing and blood flying everywhere.

Lin Yu personally participated in the battle. His swordsmanship was sharp, and wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another. But the attacks of the Shadow Gate continued in waves, with no sign of weakening.

Can the Zhenwang Sect withstand the fierce attack of the Shadow Gate?