Rise of the Otherworld.

Under the full force of the crowd, the monster's momentum weakened somewhat, but it remained unmatched in its ferocity. Its massive body swayed under the attacks, yet it refused to fall, like a mountain about to collapse yet stubbornly standing. The wounds on its body flowed black blood, emitting a pungent, nauseating stench.

Zhang Hao endured the pain from his injuries and struggled to stand up again. His eyes were determined, and he gripped his sword tightly, ready to attack again. His clothes were already tattered and bloodstained, but his posture remained upright, revealing an unyielding will.

"Everyone, try harder! It can't hold on any longer!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice echoed in the empty temple, full of encouragement and determination.

The black-robed man's spells had already consumed a significant amount of his mana, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, the magic glow in his hand growing stronger. His forehead was covered in sweat, his face pale as paper, yet he continued to mobilize his mana, blasting powerful spell after powerful spell at the monster.

The old man's spells continuously infused the crowd, strengthening their strength and defense. His voice was deep and powerful, as if the ancient spell contained boundless power. Every syllable was accompanied by a flash of light, providing solid support for the crowd.

The herbalist was anxiously searching for the herbs that could deal a fatal blow to the monster. His hands were rummaging through the package, his eyes eager and focused.

At this moment, the monster suddenly let out a deafening roar, and a powerful dark energy spewed out from its mouth, rushing straight towards everyone. The dark energy was like a giant black dragon, with its fangs and claws bared, carrying the momentum of destruction.

"Be careful!" Zhang Hao flew forward, using his sword to try to block the energy. His body was instantly enveloped by the dark energy, and the sword wailed under the powerful impact.

However, the impact of the dark energy was too strong, and Zhang Hao was instantly sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth. His body fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, hitting the ground heavily and raising a cloud of dust.

"Zhang Hao!" the others exclaimed, their voices filled with worry and fear.

Seeing this, the black-robed figure cast a shield, blocking everyone. However, the impact of the dark energy caused cracks to appear in the shield, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

"This isn't a solution. We must find the source of its energy!" the old man shouted. His eyes quickly scanned the monster, searching for the key.

The herbalist suddenly discovered a black crystal on the monster's back. "Maybe that's the core of its energy!" His voice trembled with excitement.

After hearing this, Zhang Hao ignored his injuries and rushed towards the monster again. Although his steps were a little staggering, his eyes were full of determination.

"I'll attract its attention, and you guys take the opportunity to attack the crystal!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was firm and fearless, as if he had already put life and death aside.

He used all his strength to attack the monster continuously, the sword shadow flashing, and each sword was filled with his anger and determination.

The monster was enraged by Zhang Hao's attack, and focused all its attention on him, attacking him frantically.

The black-robed man and the old man took advantage of the situation and aimed at the crystal on the monster's back, unleashing their most powerful attack. The magic light flashed like a meteor, instantly striking the crystal.

A flash of light passed by, and the crystal shattered instantly, and the monster howled in pain. The sound was so deafening that it almost broke the eardrums.

Its body began to stagger, its limbs trembling weakly, and finally it collapsed to the ground. The ground shook violently under the impact of the monster's fall, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the fallen monsters, their bodies slumped to the ground, gasping for air.

"We succeeded!" the herbalist shouted excitedly, his face filled with joy and exhaustion.

However, before they could celebrate for long, a low rumbling sound suddenly emanated from the temple. The sound seemed to come from deep underground, carrying an ancient and mysterious power.

"What is this?" asked the man in black robe in horror.

The ground began to shake violently, and stones on the walls fell one after another.

"Oh no, this place might collapse!" the old man shouted.

Everyone hurriedly got up and prepared to find a way out.

At this time, a door shining with mysterious light appeared in the depths of the temple.

"Maybe that's the exit!" Zhang Hao said.

They ran towards the door, with the crumbling temple behind them...