Rise of the Otherworld.

In the fierce battle, Zhang Hao suddenly spotted a flaw in the phantom. His eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he lunged at the flaw. In that instant, his speed was as fast as lightning, and his figure seemed to merge with the sword.

"Now!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was filled with determination and courage, as if this strike had poured all his strength and hope into it.

Seeing this, the old man and the black-robed figure immediately coordinated with Zhang Hao to launch a more fierce attack. The old man's staff shone with brilliant light, and powerful spells surged towards the phantom like surging waves. His eyes were firm, and he muttered a word, each spell imbued with immense energy.

The black-robed figure was like a ghost, his weapon streaking through the air with black shadows, carrying a deadly threat. His movements were swift and decisive, and each attack landed precisely on the phantom's vital points.

The herbalist also desperately threw herbal hidden weapons, creating a better opportunity for them. His forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes were full of determination. Those herbal hidden weapons transformed into green lights in the air. Although seemingly insignificant, they played a crucial role in disrupting the phantom at the critical moment.

The phantom seemed unprepared for Zhang Hao's discovery, and was momentarily caught off guard. Zhang Hao's sword pierced the phantom's body, and light instantly erupted from the blade. The light, like a blazing sun, illuminated the entire room, and the powerful force caused the phantom's body to tremble.

The phantom roared in agony, the sound echoing through the room and making everyone's ears ring. The sound was like a roar from the abyss, filled with endless anger and unwillingness.

"Don't give it a chance to breathe!" the old man shouted. His voice was hoarse from excessive exertion, but full of determination.

Everyone unleashed their full might, spells and skills flooding the phantom like a tide. For a moment, the room was ablaze with interlaced light and vibrant colors. The powerful forces collided, generating a massive shockwave that shook the entire room.

Under this powerful attack, the phantom's body gradually became ethereal, its light growing weaker and weaker. Its once powerful aura began to dissipate, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

"Try harder!" the black-robed man shouted through gritted teeth. Veins bulged on his face, and sweat poured down like rain, but his eyes never showed the slightest sign of retreat.

Finally, the phantom vanished in a dazzling burst of light. The light exploded like fireworks, then vanished without a trace, leaving only silence.

Everyone collapsed to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from their bodies, and every breath seemed so heavy.

"We... succeeded..." Zhang Hao said weakly. His voice was filled with a hint of relief and fatigue, but a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, the crystal ball shone brightly, and a powerful force surged into their bodies. That power was like a warm torrent, instantly filling their limbs and bones.

"Is this the powerful spell?" The herbalist was surprised as he felt the changes in his body. He could feel his strength increasing rapidly, and the pain in his body gradually easing.

However, before they could fully appreciate the force, the room began to shake violently. Stones fell from the ceiling, and huge cracks appeared on the walls.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse!" Zhang Hao struggled to stand up. His legs were still shaking, but his eyes were full of vigilance.

Everyone supported each other and ran towards the exit. Their steps were stumbling, but they did not hesitate at all.

Along the way, rocks kept falling, and the situation was very dangerous. Some rocks brushed against their bodies, and some even nearly hit them.

"Hurry!" The old man led the way. Although he was old, he showed amazing perseverance and courage at this moment.

Finally, they escaped from the palace before it completely collapsed.

Before them lay an unfamiliar forest, its trees tall and dense, the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the leaves, creating patches of light.

"Where should we go next?" the black-robed man asked, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.

Zhang Hao looked at the ancient book in his hand and the power he had just gained, and fell into deep thought. He knew that their adventure was far from over...