Rise of the Otherworld.

After the great battle, the Zhenwang Clan lay in ruins. Broken walls and ruins betrayed the brutality of the battle, and the air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and blood. But the joy of victory temporarily overshadowed the pain, and everyone began to devote themselves to the intense work of post-war reconstruction.

Lin Yu sat in the meeting room, his face solemn as he discussed future plans with the elders. His eyes swept across the faces of each elder, and his voice was low and powerful: "Although we have repelled the Shadow Gate this time, they will definitely not give up. We must seize the time to improve the strength of the sect." His eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if burning with an eternal flame.

An elder nodded slightly, his wrinkled face filled with worry. "The Sect Master is absolutely right. We should strengthen our disciples' training and improve our defenses. The Shadow Sect has suffered a great loss. I'm afraid they'll be even more ferocious next time."

Tang Feng walked into the meeting room with a firm and powerful step. He bowed and said, "Master, I suggest reorganizing the sect's secret manuals of cultivation techniques so that the disciples can find a more suitable cultivation method. Furthermore, we can also hold a martial arts competition to stimulate the disciples' fighting spirit and potential."

Lin Yu thought for a moment, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes: "This plan is very good, Tang Feng, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember, you must be fair and just, and give every disciple the opportunity to show their strength."

Meanwhile, in the sect's martial arts training ground, the disciples were training enthusiastically. The sunlight shone on their sweaty bodies, reflecting a radiance of tenacity.

"Hah! Ha!" Their shouts resounded through the air, each move brimming with power. A young disciple, exhausted from exertion, nearly fell, but gritted his teeth, stood up again, and continued practicing. His eyes were filled with determination: "We can't let the Shadow Sect succeed again. We must become stronger!" He vowed silently, sweat dripping down his cheeks and onto the ground beneath his feet.

Inside the Sutra Library, several elders were carefully leafing through ancient tome, their eyes focused and serious, not missing a single potentially useful piece of information. The yellowed pages flicked gently in their hands, as if carrying the hopes of the True King Sect.

In the alchemy room, alchemists worked tirelessly day and night to refine elixirs, their furnaces blazing brightly, illuminating their tired yet focused faces. Various precious medicinal ingredients merged within the furnace, transforming into powerful elixirs.

The entire True King Sect is united in their efforts to safeguard the future of the sect. Everyone knows that only by becoming stronger can they survive in this world full of crises.

After a period of restructuring, the True King Sect gradually regained its former vitality and vigor. The sect's buildings were repaired, its fortifications strengthened, and the disciples' strength significantly improved.

But at this moment, a disciple on patrol brought back news that the Shadow Sect had made new moves. It was said that they were secretly training a sinister technique in an attempt to defeat the True King Sect in one fell swoop.

"Master, what should we do?" a disciple asked anxiously.

Lin Yu looked serious and his eyes were firm: "Don't panic, we are fully prepared. As long as we unite as one, nothing can defeat us."

Can the True King Sect once again cope with the threat of the Shadow Gate? The future is full of unknowns and challenges.