Rise of the Otherworld.

Zhang Hao and his companions, rushing into the Shadow Alliance stronghold, barely had time to catch their breath before they were stunned by the scene before them. The complex, intricate architecture and winding roads resembled a vast maze. Towering walls obstructed vision, while the narrow passages left one feeling oppressive and lost. Every corner held a potential danger, and every step was filled with uncertainty.

After repelling a number of Shadow Alliance disciples, those mysterious birds and the figures on their backs did not stop, but quickly disappeared into the sky. That mysterious scene was as fleeting and puzzling as a dream.

"Who on earth is helping us?" a disciple asked doubtfully. His eyes were filled with curiosity and confusion, and his voice seemed particularly abrupt in the silent and tense atmosphere.

Zhang Hao frowned and said, "Let's ignore all that for now and look for clues." His voice was low and firm, and his eyes scanned the surroundings intently, trying to find any clues that might be useful.

They carefully groped their way through the stronghold, constantly on the lookout for possible enemies. Each step was as light as a cat's, and their breathing was meticulously controlled.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, and Zhang Hao quickly waved his hand to signal everyone to hide. They quickly hid in the shadows nearby, their heartbeats amplified in their ears.

Seeing a dark figure hurried by, Zhang Hao decided to quietly follow. His footsteps were light, and he followed the dark figure silently like a ghost.

They followed the shadowy figure to a secret room, and the shadowy figure opened the door and walked in. Zhang Hao and the others waited outside the door for a moment, and heard the sound of someone rummaging through something inside.

"Go in!" Zhang Hao shouted, and everyone rushed in. The powerful impact shattered the door instantly, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The shadowy figure was holding a scroll, and when he saw them coming in, his expression changed drastically. His eyes were filled with fear and panic, and his body involuntarily stepped back.

"Who are you?" the shadow asked in fear. His voice trembled as he clutched the scroll tightly in his hand, as if it were his last straw.

Zhang Hao shouted sternly: "Hand over the things!" His eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at the black shadow, and his powerful aura made the black shadow tremble.

The shadowy figure attempted to resist, but was quickly subdued by the crowd. His struggle seemed powerless against the combined strength of the Xuantian Sect disciples.

Zhang Hao took the scroll and opened it. It seemed to contain important secrets of the Shadow Alliance. His heartbeat quickened, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, more footsteps were heard outside. The commotion must have attracted more enemies. The footsteps were heavy and rapid, like the beating of a death drum.

"Hurry up!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was urgent and decisive as he led the charge in one direction.

Carrying the scroll, they fled throughout the stronghold, trying to find a way out. They weaved through the narrow passages like lost lambs.

However, the Shadow Alliance disciples had already blocked all exits, and they were trapped in a tight siege. Enemies emerged from all directions, forming an impenetrable wall.

"Am I really going to die here today?" Mo Ying gasped. His face was covered in sweat and despair, and the weapon in his hand was trembling slightly with fatigue.

Just when they were feeling hopeless, a figure suddenly appeared before them. This figure was as elusive as a ghost, and their face could not be seen clearly, but they exuded a powerful aura.

"Follow me!" said the figure, his voice low and magnetic.

Zhang Hao and the others had no choice but to follow the mysterious figure, who led the way, his figure elusive, skillfully avoiding wave after wave of enemies.

They turned left and right in the maze-like stronghold, finally reaching what seemed to be a dead end. A mysterious figure pressed lightly on the wall, and a secret door slowly opened.

"Go in quickly!" the mysterious figure urged.

Zhang Hao and others entered the secret door without hesitation, and the door slowly closed behind them.

"Thank you for your help." Zhang Hao said.

"You're welcome. The Shadow Alliance has been causing trouble for a long time. I'm just doing what I should do." said the mysterious figure.

Everyone groped forward in the darkness, not knowing where this mysterious passage would lead them...