Rise of the Otherworld.

Zhang Hao engaged the mysterious figure in a fierce clash. The collision of sword and black energy unleashed a dazzling burst of light. In the mist-filled passage, that light pierced the darkness like bolts of lightning, illuminating the tense and resolute faces of the crowd. The mysterious figure's attacks were strange and swift, each strike carrying a suffocating sense of oppression. The black energy snaked out like a venomous snake, and before this formidable force, Zhang Hao's sword was like a small boat tossed by a raging storm.

"This guy's very strong, everyone be careful!" Zhang Hao loudly warned his companions. His voice echoed through the passage, tinged with urgency and solemnity. Sweat trickled down his forehead, dripping onto the ground, only to be instantly dissipated by the tense atmosphere.

The black-robed figure's spells bombarded the mysterious figure. He waved his hands, muttering something, and brilliant rays of light shot forth from his hands, like fireworks bursting across the night sky. However, these seemingly powerful spells, upon contact with the mysterious figure's black energy, seemed to inflict no substantial damage. With a simple flick of his sleeve, the mysterious figure dispelled the black-robed figure's spells, his casual gesture seeming to mock their presumption.

The old man's auxiliary spell shone on everyone. He frowned, his eyes filled with anxiety. "Everyone, hold on!" His voice trembled slightly, but it was filled with firm encouragement. He waved his staff repeatedly, trying to provide stronger support for everyone.

The herbalist watched nervously from the side, his eyes unblinking, afraid to miss any detail. His heartbeat quickened, and his breathing became rapid.

The mysterious figure sneered, "You think you can stand up to me?" His voice seemed to come from the abyss, filled with endless coldness and mockery. As he spoke, he increased the intensity of his attack, and black energy surged towards everyone like a tide. The surging energy carried the momentum of destruction, leaving people feeling despair.

Zhang Hao was knocked back several steps by the overwhelming force, his feet leaving two deep marks on the ground. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, the bright red glaring against his slightly pale face. But his eyes remained firm, showing no sign of retreat. He swung his sword again and charged forward, his figure weaving through the black energy like an unyielding eagle.

Seeing this, the black-robed figure gritted his teeth and unleashed his most powerful spell. A brilliant light shone around him, like a blazing sun. For a moment, the radiance surged, counteracting the mysterious figure's black energy.

The mysterious man frowned slightly, as if surprised by their tenacity. He clasped his hands together, and an even more powerful dark force erupted from his body. This force, like a black vortex, instantly swallowed up all the light around it.

The entire passage was filled with this force, making it difficult for everyone to breathe. The air seemed to become as heavy as a mountain, and every breath required tremendous effort.

"No, we can't hold on like this!" the old man shouted. His voice was hoarse from nervousness, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

The herbalist suddenly shouted, "I found his weakness behind his back!" There was a hint of excitement and eagerness in his voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao flashed without hesitation and attacked the mysterious man from behind. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he disappeared in an instant.

The mysterious man sensed Zhang Hao's intention and turned to fight back. His movements were swift and fierce, with a determination to kill.

At this moment, the black-robed man's spell and the old man's auxiliary spell simultaneously acted on Zhang Hao, instantly increasing his speed and strength. His body was enveloped in a layer of light, as if he were wearing an indestructible armor.

Zhang Hao's sword pierced the mysterious man's back like lightning. He couldn't dodge and was struck by the sword. He screamed, and the black energy instantly dissipated. The sound echoed in the passage, making people shudder.

Everyone took this opportunity to launch their strongest attacks. Various lights and powers converged together, forming a powerful torrent that rushed towards the mysterious man.

Seeing the situation was not good, the mysterious man tried to escape. His figure became blurred and tried to blend into the darkness.

"Don't let him get away!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice filled with anger and determination.

Everyone gave chase, but the mysterious figure continued to release dark energy as he fled, trying to stop them. The passage was in chaos, with light and darkness intertwined. The collision of energy produced a huge impact, and stones on the wall fell one after another.

Zhang Hao rushed to the front regardless of everything. He had only one thought in his mind, which was not to let the mysterious man escape.

The man in black robe followed closely behind, and magical light continued to shoot out.

The old man and the herbalist also mustered up their courage and followed closely.

As everyone pursues him relentlessly, the mysterious man's silhouette becomes clearer and clearer, and his escape route is gradually blocked...