Rise of the Otherworld.

After the woman discovered the hidden passage, she shouted loudly, "There is a passage this way!" Her voice sounded particularly clear and urgent in this chaotic environment.

As if seeing the light of day in the darkness, everyone rushed in the direction the woman pointed. Their steps were hurried and chaotic, their hearts filled with the desire to survive.

Zhang Hao took the lead and rushed into the passage. He looked back and shouted as he ran, "Everyone follow me, be careful of your heads!" His voice was firm and powerful, giving everyone a sense of security.

The passage was filled with thick dust, making it difficult to breathe. Every breath felt like inhaling a handful of sand. Furthermore, the uneven ground caused everyone to stumble and fall. Their figures appeared and disappeared in the dim light, as if they were in a race against death.

Mo Ying accidentally tripped over a stone. "Ouch!" He screamed in pain and fell forward.

Feng Wuhen hurriedly helped him up, "Don't dawdle, go!" There was a hint of anxiety and urging in Feng Wuhen's voice.

As the stone chamber shook more and more violently, rocks kept falling from above, "cracking" and hitting them. Each falling stone was like the sound of a death knell, making people tremble with fear.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Zhang Hao was extremely anxious. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with tension and fear. But he knew that he couldn't panic at this moment. He had to lead everyone to escape.

Just when they thought they were about to escape, a stone wall suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way. The stone wall was tall and solid, as if it was a cruel joke played by fate on them.

"What...what should we do?" a disciple panicked. His voice trembled, his eyes filled with despair.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said, "Let's work together to push this stone wall away!" His voice was full of determination and courage.

Everyone used all their strength to push the stone wall, "One, two, three, push!" Their shouts echoed in the passage, full of tragedy and indomitable spirit.

But the stone wall remained motionless. It was like an insurmountable mountain, ruthlessly blocking their way to survival.

"No, I can't push it open!" Mo Ying shouted in despair. His voice was filled with helplessness and frustration, as if all hope was shattered at this moment.

At this moment, the stone chamber behind them began to collapse even more violently, as if the god of death was approaching step by step. The sound was like bursts of thunder, exploding in their ears.

The woman thought quickly, "Let's see if there are any other mechanisms or passages!" Although her voice was a little tired, it was still full of wisdom and calmness.

Everyone scattered, groping around on the walls, their hands moving quickly across the rough surface, their hearts filled with anxiety and anticipation.

Feng Wuhen suddenly shouted, "There's a bulge here!" His voice was full of surprise and hope.

Zhang Hao rushed over and pressed down hard on the protrusion. With a loud rumbling sound, the stone wall slowly rose. The sound was like the sound of nature, rekindling hope in everyone's hearts.

"Hurry up!" Zhang Hao urged, his voice filled with urgency.

As they filed out, the stone chamber behind them collapsed completely, sending up clouds of dust that resembled a giant yellow dragon, swallowing everything.

"That was a close call. I almost got buried in there," Mo Ying said with a lingering fear. His body was still trembling slightly, his face full of relief at having survived.

Everyone stared at the ruins for a long time, unable to recover, their eyes filled with fear of what they had just experienced and confusion about the future.

"Let's find a safe place to rest first," Zhang Hao said. Although his voice was tired, he still remained calm and rational.

They found a relatively flat place nearby and sat down to catch their breath. Everyone looked like they had just been fished out of the water, their clothes soaked with sweat.

"What should we do next? We still haven't figured out the ancient book yet," a disciple asked, his voice filled with confusion and worry.

Zhang Hao took out the ancient book and said, "Let's study it together after everyone has recovered their strength." He gently stroked the cover of the ancient book, his eyes full of determination.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from not far away. The footsteps were heavy and orderly, like a well-trained army.

"Someone is coming!" Feng Wuhen said vigilantly.

Everyone immediately stood up, gripped their weapons tightly, and prepared to face the new challenge...