Rise of the Otherworld.

After escaping the cave, they gasped for breath, looking at the collapsed cave behind them, their hearts filled with relief at having survived. Their clothes were tattered, their bodies were covered with dust and blood, their faces were haggard, but their eyes still revealed determination.

"Finally out, it was a close call!" the herbalist said exhaustedly, sitting down on the ground. His voice was filled with exhaustion, and his hands hung limply at his sides, as if he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

The woman was terrified, her face pale and her body still trembling slightly. Her eyes were red and swollen, tears welling up in her eyes. "I thought we couldn't get out."

Zhang Hao held the magic weapon, but his brows were still furrowed, "Don't relax yet, the power of this magic weapon is still unstable, and I'm afraid it will bring new troubles." His eyes were fixed on the magic weapon in his hand that was emitting a mysterious light, and his heart was full of worry.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange aura suddenly filled the air. The clear sky suddenly became overcast, and a strong wind blew up. The wind howled, causing everyone's hair and clothes to flutter wildly.

"Oh no! Something's happening!" The black-robed figure looked around warily. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and the magic tools in his hands began to gleam, ready to respond to any possible danger.

A group of mysterious figures rapidly approached from a distance. They were dressed in black robes, their faces obscured by shadows, their features unclear. Their steps were synchronized, as silent as ghosts, yet they carried a chilling sense of oppression.

"Who are you?" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was a little thin in the strong wind, but it was full of courage and majesty.

One of the figures let out a sinister laugh, "Hand over the magic weapon and I will spare your life!" The laughter seemed to come from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Zhang Hao snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it!" He gripped the sword tightly in his hand. The sword body trembled slightly in the wind, reflecting a cold light.

The two sides were on edge, and a fierce battle was about to break out. The mysterious figure drifted in the wind, as elusive as a ghost.

The mysterious men launched the first attack, shooting out black rays of light from their hands, striking the crowd. The rays of light were like black lightning, piercing the sky and carrying a deadly threat.

Zhang Hao waved the sword in his hand to resist the attack, "Everyone be careful!" His figure shuttled through the light, and the sword collided with the light, making a harsh sound.

The old man cast a spell, blessing everyone with defense. A layer of faint light enveloped everyone, like a transparent shield, trying to resist the mysterious man's attack.

The black-robed figure was not to be outdone, unleashing a powerful spell to counterattack. Flames, frost, and lightning intertwined to form a brilliant, multicolored beam that rushed towards the mysterious figure.

The herbalist was on the side, searching for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack with a hidden herbal weapon. His eyes were fixed on the mysterious man's movements, the hidden herbal weapon in his hand was ready.

In the fierce battle, the mysterious man's strength gradually emerged, their attacks became more and more fierce, and everyone gradually found it difficult to resist. The mysterious man's spells were strange and powerful, and each ray of light contained tremendous power.

"This isn't going to work!" Zhang Hao was anxious. His forehead was covered in sweat and his breathing became rapid.

At this moment, the magical weapon suddenly erupted with a powerful force, knocking all the mysterious people around it away. The force was like a surging wave, sweeping everything away in an instant.

However, this force also made Zhang Hao feel dizzy, and he almost lost his grip on the magic weapon. His body swayed a few times, and he struggled to keep his footing.

"This magical weapon is too powerful. We must control it as soon as possible!" the old man shouted, his voice becoming a little sharp due to nervousness.

But before they could recover, more mysterious people surrounded them. They poured in from all directions, seemingly endless.

"It looks like today will be a fierce battle!" The man in black gritted his teeth and cast a powerful spell again.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and gripped the sword tightly again, "Let's fight!"

Everyone was once again caught up in a fierce battle. Lights intersected, spells roared, and the entire scene fell into chaos...