Rise of the Otherworld.

Just as they were about to reach the bottom of the cliff, the rune's light completely disappeared, and the insects broke through the barrier and pounced on them. Zhang Hao's heart tightened, and he shouted, "Speed ​​up!" His voice was particularly sharp in the tense atmosphere, as if it could penetrate the dense danger.

Everyone mustered their last bit of strength, desperately leaping towards the bottom of the cliff. Zhang Hao landed first, swiftly swinging his sword to kill several of the insects that were charging at him. His movements were clean and sharp, and in a flash of his sword, the insect carcasses fell one after another. His eyes were firm and cold, without a trace of hesitation or retreat.

The old man stumbled and nearly fell, and Zhang Hao quickly reached out to steady him. "Thank you!" the old man gasped. His face was filled with exhaustion and fear, but he managed to keep his balance.

The black-robed man and the herb collector also arrived safely one after another, but the insect army was already closing in. The dark mass, like a surging tide, made people shudder.

"Run to the cave!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was exceptionally clear amidst the chaos, carrying an undeniable determination.

They rushed towards the cave, followed by a dense swarm of insects. Entering the cave, they were filled with a pungent odor that made them feel sick. The smell was like a mixture of rotting corpses and stale blood, making them sick.

"Watch your step!" the herbalist warned, his voice trembling, his eyes fixed on the ground.

The ground was bumpy and there was water, so if you weren't careful you could easily slip. Every step was filled with danger and uncertainty.

Zhang Hao ran, keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings. Suddenly, several giant spiders dropped from the cave ceiling. Their long legs were covered in fur, and their fangs gleamed coldly. Zhang Hao swung his sword and cut them in half. The sword collided with the spider's body, splashing green juice.

"This place is horrible!" the black-robed man cursed. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and disgust.

They continued to go deeper into the cave, and from time to time they heard strange sounds in the darkness, like whimpering, or low roaring, which made people shudder. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying endless fear and the unknown.

At this time, three forks appeared ahead.

"Which way?" the herbalist asked anxiously. His voice was trembling, and his eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness.

Zhang Hao thought for a moment, "No time to hesitate, take the middle path!" His voice was firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone followed him into the middle fork. Shortly after entering, they heard a low roar. The sound echoed in the narrow passage, making their eardrums hurt.

"Oh no, there's something in there!" the old man said, his voice filled with vigilance and nervousness.

A gigantic monster slowly emerged from the darkness. It was massive, more than two men tall. Its body was as hard as rock and covered in sharp thorns. Its eyes glowed red, like burning flames.

"What kind of monster is this?" the black-robed man's voice trembled. He unconsciously took a few steps back and almost dropped his weapon.

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care about that anymore, let's go together!" He rushed forward first, the sword dancing in his hand, bringing up rays of light.

Everyone unleashed their unique skills, engaging in a desperate struggle with the monster. The monster was incredibly powerful, and every attack was accompanied by a whirring sound. With a flick of its claws, it whipped up a gust of wind, making it difficult for anyone to approach.

Zhang Hao's sword left wounds on the monster, but the monster seemed to feel nothing. It continued to attack frantically, spewing black smoke from its mouth.

The old man's spell had little effect on the monster. The light of his spell hit the monster, only slowing its movements slightly.

The herbalist kept searching for the monster's weakness, his eyes scanning everywhere, sweat on his forehead.

"In its belly!" the herbalist shouted, his voice shrill with excitement.

Zhang Hao leaped up and lunged at the monster's belly. His body arced through the air, and the sword pierced the monster's belly.

The monster let out a scream and fell to the ground. Its body twitched a few times before it stopped moving.

"Finally solved!" The black-robed man collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath as if he had just experienced a nightmare.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the cave began to shake violently. Rocks fell from the ceiling and cracks appeared in the ground.

"What's going on?" the herbalist shouted in horror.

"Oh no, maybe the battle just now triggered some mechanism!" said the old man.

"Run!" Zhang Hao shouted.

They ran desperately in the shaking cave, with falling rocks and ever-widening cracks behind them.

Suddenly, a huge stone gate appeared in front of us.

"Push it away!" Zhang Hao shouted.

Everyone worked together, and the stone door slowly opened. A powerful airflow surged out from inside, sweeping them in...