Rise of the Otherworld.

After a thrilling struggle, they finally discovered the pattern of the trap. Zhang Hao discovered that the flames erupted in a rhythmic pattern, with brief pauses between each burst. He had to precisely time this to lead everyone through safely. The spread of frost slowed down in specific locations, where the ground seemed to have subtle texture differences, visible only by careful observation. The lightning's trajectory also had tiny flaws; it didn't strike randomly and without rhyme or reason, but rather followed a mysterious pattern.

"Everyone, follow me and pay attention to the rhythm!" Zhang Hao shouted loudly, his voice clearly audible amid the noisy trap sounds. His eyes were focused and determined, and every move he made was full of confidence and courage.

Everyone followed Zhang Hao closely, cautiously advancing according to his instructions. With lightning speed, Zhang Hao deftly dodged deadly attacks one after another, swinging his sword repeatedly to sever the magical forces that hindered his progress. He weaved between fire, frost, and lightning like a fearless dancer.

Although the black-robed man's shield glowed dimly, it still stubbornly resisted some of the attacks, buying everyone more time and space. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was pale, but the magic weapon in his hand never stopped emitting light.

The old man followed the group closely, observing the surroundings and muttering to himself, as if calculating the changing patterns of the traps. His eyes were deep and wise, and each judgment pointed the way forward for everyone.

The herbalist nervously watched his surroundings, ready to respond to any emergency. He held a bag of herbs tightly in his hand, ready to use them at the critical moment.

Finally, they reached the stone platform. However, just as they were about to reach for the magic weapon, a powerful force erupted from it, forming an invisible barrier that blocked them out. The barrier was like a layer of transparent water waves, seemingly soft, but containing a strong resistance.

"What should I do?" the herbalist asked anxiously, his voice filled with anxiety and helplessness.

Zhang Hao frowned and said after thinking for a moment: "Let's all concentrate our strength and see if we can break this barrier!" His voice was firm and powerful, bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

Everyone nodded, pooling their strength. Zhang Hao led the charge, his sword gleaming with light as he thrust it at the barrier with all his might. His arm muscles tensed, pouring every ounce of strength into this strike. The black-robed man's magical light followed closely behind, crashing into the barrier like a brilliant rainbow. The old man's staff also unleashed powerful energy, its light like a brilliant star, illuminating the entire stone chamber. The herbalist also infused the power of the herbs he specialized in into the stone chamber, and a green light, like silk threads, entwined itself with the other lights.

With everyone's combined efforts, cracks began to appear in the barrier, and the cracks continued to expand. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, making a "crackling" sound.

"Try harder!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice hoarse from the effort. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was determined.

Finally, the barrier shattered with a bang, and the light emitted by the magic weapon became softer. The light was like warm sunlight, shining on everyone.

Zhang Hao reached out and grasped the magical weapon. A powerful force instantly spread throughout his body. He felt as if his body was filled with endless energy, and every cell in his body was cheering with joy.

"We succeeded!" Everyone cheered. Their voices echoed in the stone chamber, filled with joy and excitement.

However, before they could be happy for long, the cave began to shake violently, and rocks began to fall. Huge rocks fell from overhead, hitting the ground with a dull sound.

"Oh no! This place is going to collapse!" the old man exclaimed, his voice filled with fear and anxiety.

"Get out!" Zhang Hao shouted, holding the magic weapon tightly, and led everyone to rush towards the cave exit. Their figures moved quickly in the shaking cave, dodging the constantly falling rocks.

Zhang Hao led the way, using his sword to split the rocks and obstacles in his way, while the black-robed man used his shield to protect the people behind him from being hit by the rocks.

The herbalist supported the woman and struggled to keep up with the group.

As the old man ran, he observed the surrounding situation and reminded everyone to avoid dangerous places.

Just as they were about to reach the exit, a huge rock blocked their way.

"Everyone push it away together!" Zhang Hao shouted.

Everyone worked together and pushed the stone with all their strength. The stone slowly moved, and finally a gap was revealed that could be passed through.

They squeezed out of the crack one by one, and the moment the last person left the cave, the entire cave collapsed...