Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone's bodies were pulled by the twisting force of space, as if they were trapped in an endless black hole. The surrounding scene became blurred, and colors intertwined to form a dizzying light band. The light was like a frantic paintbrush, smearing the darkness wantonly, making it impossible to distinguish up and down, left and right, east and west, north and south.

Zhang Hao desperately tried to steady himself, gripping his magical weapon tightly in his hands, trying to find a way to control the force. "Everyone, don't panic. Stay calm!" he shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the chaotic energy fluctuations around him. Veins bulged in his arms from the excessive force, and beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, but his eyes shone with determination and unyielding spirit.

The black-robed figure's magic light flickered in the turbulence, and he struggled to maintain his balance. "This power is too strange. We must find a way to escape it!" His voice trembled, filled with fear and anxiety. But his hands remained tightly gripped around his magic tools, constantly trying to release spells to stabilize the surrounding space.

The old man's staff glowed, sometimes brighter and sometimes weaker. A look of pain crossed his face. "I've never seen such a powerful spatial distortion!" His breathing was rapid, each breath akin to immense pain. But he persevered, relying on years of experience and a strong will.

The herbalist and the woman supported each other, feeling so small and helpless in this violent force. Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, "Are we going to die here?" The herbalist gritted his teeth, "Don't be afraid, as long as we're together, we'll definitely find a way out!"

As the spatial turbulence intensified, everyone's bodies felt under immense pressure, as if they were being crushed to pieces. Every inch of their skin felt like it was being pulled tightly by countless hands, and their bones crackled.

"Ah!" The woman couldn't help but scream. Her face was as pale as paper and her lips were bloodless.

Zhang Hao's heart raced, his mind racing. Suddenly, he realized the light from the magical instrument seemed to have some subtle connection with the surrounding turbulence. The light was like a beating musical note, echoing the rhythm of the turbulence.

"Perhaps this magical weapon is the key!" He gritted his teeth, concentrated his mind, and poured his own strength into the magical weapon. His consciousness seemed to merge with the magical weapon, feeling the mysterious power contained within.

The light of the magical instrument instantly grew stronger, counteracting the power of the turbulent flow. The light was like a sharp sword, piercing into the dark turbulence, trying to split it apart.

Gradually, the turbulence seemed to weaken, and the pressure on everyone was relieved. But they still didn't dare to relax at all, and kept a close eye on the changes around them.

"It's working! Everyone, let's all infuse our power into the magic weapon!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice filled with hope and encouragement.

Upon hearing this, everyone mobilized the little remaining strength in their bodies and injected it into the magic weapon. Their eyes were filled with determination and determination. Even if it took every last bit of strength, they would still escape this terrifying spatial turbulence.

With everyone's combined efforts, the light of the magical instruments grew brighter and brighter, and finally, the spatial turbulence began to subside. The surrounding scene gradually became clearer, and the darkness gradually receded.

When everything returned to calm, everyone found themselves in an unfamiliar place. All around them was a barren desert, devoid of any sign of life. Yellow sand dunes undulated like sleeping beasts. The blazing sun beat down mercilessly on the sand, sending up billowing waves of heat.

"Where is this?" The herbalist looked at the vast sea of ​​sand, his heart filled with confusion. His throat was so dry that it almost smoked, and his voice became hoarse.

Zhang Hao looked at the magic weapon in his hand with a frown, "I don't know, but we must find a way to find the way back." His eyes looked firmly into the distance, as if looking for a clue of hope.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the distance. The sound echoed in the empty desert, making people shudder.

"Oh no, there may be hidden dangers in this desert." The man in black robe said vigilantly.

Everyone's nerves were tense again, and they gripped their weapons tightly, ready to face new challenges...