Rise of the Otherworld.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Shadow Alliance, Zhang Hao and the others instantly entered combat mode. Each person's eyes were filled with determination and courage, as if they had put life and death aside.

Zhang Hao shouted, "Brothers, fight!" His voice resonated through the forest like a bell. He charged at the leading black-clad figure, his sword wielding with a swift, powerful force. His movements were swift and powerful, each one laced with the determination to kill. The blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, clanging against the enemy's weapon with a resounding clang.

Not to be outdone, Mo Ying vanished with a ghostly flash. He instantly reappeared before the nearby enemy and engaged them in combat. His moves were fierce, each strike imbued with a powerful internal force. Mo Ying's gaze was focused and determined, the sword in his hand like a spirit snake emerging from its lair, cunning and deadly.

Feng Wuhen, like a ghost, weaved between the enemies. His figure was elusive and difficult to grasp. A short sword had suddenly appeared in his hand, and every strike was deadly. With every strike, an enemy felled. His movements were light and nimble, as if he were performing a dance of death.

The Xuantian Sect's disciples also unleashed their unique skills, engaging the enemy in a desperate struggle. For a moment, the forest was ablaze with the flashing of swords and the cries of killing. The surge of internal energy made the surrounding trees tremble and leaves fall in a flurry.

However, the Shadow Alliance was clearly well prepared. They were numerous and coordinated well. Each attack echoed the others, forming an impenetrable net. The Xuantian Sect gradually fell into trouble.

A disciple was accidentally struck by an enemy and fell to the ground. He groaned in pain, his eyes filled with resentment. "Hold on!" Zhang Hao shouted, wanting to rescue him, but he was entangled by several enemies, unable to move. Furious, he swung his sword even more fiercely, but the enemies surged forward like a tide, making it difficult for him to escape.

Mo Ying was also under immense pressure. He was wounded in many places, his clothes stained red with blood. But he gritted his teeth and fought back fiercely. Every attack exhausted all his strength, his eyes burning with an unyielding fire.

Feng Wuhen was able to handle the situation with ease for the time being thanks to his superb physical skills, but it was difficult for him to reverse the overall situation. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was secretly anxious.

At this moment, Zhang Hao discovered a weakness in the enemy and thrust out with his sword, repelling several enemies in front of him. Powerful internal energy surged from the tip of the sword, forming a powerful shock wave that knocked the enemies back several steps.

"Concentrate our strength and break through here!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice full of hope and encouragement.

Upon hearing this, everyone rushed in that direction. They united closely, forming a sharp arrow and rushed towards the enemy's weak point.

After a hard fight, they finally broke through the enemy's encirclement, everyone was panting, their bodies covered with scars and blood.

"Don't let them get away!" The Shadow Alliance members chased after them relentlessly, their voices filled with anger and unwillingness.

Zhang Hao and the others desperately fled through the forest, their strength nearing its limit. Their steps grew heavy, their breathing quickened. But their urge to survive kept them from stopping even for a moment.

"This isn't going to work. We need to find a place to hide," Feng Wuhen said. There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but he remained calm.

There happened to be a cave in front of them, and everyone went in without hesitation. The cave was dark and damp, filled with a stale smell.

"I hope they won't find this place," a disciple gasped, his voice filled with fear and anticipation.

However, their hopes were soon dashed as the Shadow Alliance had already chased them out of the cave.

"Search! They must be inside!" shouted the leading man in black.

Zhang Hao and the others clenched their weapons, ready for a final stand. There was no more fear in their eyes, only firm determination.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave...