Rise of the Otherworld.

The light in the stone chamber grew stronger, and the vibrations became more violent. Everyone began to stagger. The ground seemed to have transformed into a turbulent sea, making it difficult for them to stand.

"Everyone, hold on!" Zhang Hao shouted, but he himself was struggling to maintain his balance amidst the violent shaking. His feet struggled to find a foothold, his body bobbing with the ups and downs of the ground.

At this moment, the gems on the wall began to fall off and smash towards them. The gems fell like meteors, carrying a deadly threat.

"Be careful!" The black-robed man dodged the falling gems while pulling the approaching herbalist aside. His movements were agile and swift, demonstrating his extraordinary reflexes.

The old man waved his staff, attempting to erect a protective shield, but in this chaotic situation, the shield seemed shaky. The light on the staff flickered, as if it would go out at any moment.

"This isn't going to work. We have to find a way to get out of here!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was remarkably firm amid the clamor, his eyes revealing determination.

"But where is the exit?" the herbalist asked anxiously. His face was filled with fear and confusion, and he looked around for a way to escape.

At this moment, they discovered that the words on the scroll began to glow, and within the light, an image of a passage seemed to emerge. The image was looming, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Perhaps this is the clue that will lead us out!" the old man said. His eyes were fixed on the image in the light, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

However, just as they were about to move towards the passage in the image, a low roar emanated from within the stone chamber. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with endless anger and resentment.

A gigantic figure slowly emerged from the darkness. Even larger than the previous shadow, it exuded a chilling aura. Its bulk was like a small mountain, and every step it took made the ground tremble.

"What kind of monster is this!" the black-robed man couldn't help but exclaim. His voice was filled with fear and despair, and he unconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand.

Zhang Hao gripped the sword tightly and said through gritted teeth: "No matter what it is, we have to get through it!" The flames of battle burned in his eyes, and there was no intention of retreating.

But just as they were about to fight this newly emerged monster, the light from the scroll suddenly became extremely strong, and then transformed into a portal that appeared before them. The portal flickered with a strange light, and its interior was filled with unknown energy fluctuations.

"This might be our only way out!" the old man shouted, his voice filled with a hint of urgency and anticipation.

But the appearance of the portal seemed to enrage the monster, and it pounced on them, its massive claws slashing down at them with a sharp whistling sound.

For a moment, everyone was caught in a dilemma: fight the monster and search for a possible way out, or take the risk of entering this unknown portal. Each choice was fraught with risk and uncertainty.

"We don't have time to hesitate!" Zhang Hao glanced at everyone, "Enter the portal!" His voice was decisive and resolute, leaving no way for himself to retreat.

Without further hesitation, everyone rushed into the portal. The moment they entered, they felt a powerful force pulling at them, as if their bodies were about to be torn apart.

Inside the portal was a dazzling light that made one dizzy. The light was filled with various colors and shapes, constantly flickering and changing, making it impossible to tell the direction.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally fell out of the light. Their bodies hit the ground hard, and they felt a sharp pain.

When they saw their surroundings clearly, they found themselves in a completely unfamiliar place: a barren desert, with yellow sand covering the sky and the scorching sun shining mercilessly on the earth.

"Where is this?" The herbalist got up from the ground and looked around, his face full of confusion and worry.

Zhang Hao stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "I don't know, but we must find a way out."

They began to move forward arduously in the desert, each step required great effort. The hot weather made them thirsty and their physical strength was rapidly depleted.

"Can we get out?" The black-robed man's voice was full of fatigue and doubt.

Zhang Hao encouraged: "As long as we don't give up, we will definitely find hope!"

In this vast desert, what will be their fate...