Rise of the Otherworld.

With a mixture of excitement and caution, everyone began to slowly move forward in this strange world. Zhang Hao walked in front, sword tightly gripped in hand, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. His steps were firm and cautious, each step carefully placed on the soft grass, fearing to alert the unknown dangers hidden in this seemingly peaceful and beautiful world.

The air was filled with a strange fragrance, which was like a melodious movement, making people feel relaxed and happy. The grass under their feet was as soft as velvet, and every step they took seemed to be stepping on clouds, as if it was a gentle hug given to them by nature.

"Everyone, be careful. This place may seem beautiful, but it may be hiding something hidden," Zhang Hao warned in a low voice. His voice was low and serious, and it was particularly clear in the silent environment. His eyes were full of vigilance, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any moment.

The black-robed figure nodded slightly, gathering a magical light in his hand, ready for use in case of emergency. The light flickered in his palm like a tiny sun, emanating a mysterious and powerful force. His expression was solemn, his gaze fixed intently ahead, not missing a single movement.

The herbalist carefully observed the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees, trying to find some useful herbs. His eyes scanned each plant like a scanner, quickly scanning it. The woman followed closely beside him, her eyes filled with curiosity and anxiety. Her hand unconsciously grasped the herbalist's clothes, as if this gave her a sense of security.

They walked along a path carpeted with petals, the flowers changing color from moment to moment, creating a dreamlike scene. The petals drifted gently in the breeze, like a gorgeous shower of blossoms. The petals landed on their shoulders and hair, as if covering them in a dazzling array of colors.

Suddenly, a tiny, delicate elf flew out from the flowers, its wings gleaming with multicolored light. Like a dazzling gem, the light illuminated the surrounding area. The elf danced around the group, emitting clear, melodious sounds like silver bells.

"Welcome to the dreamland." The elf's voice seemed to carry a kind of magic that made people unable to help but indulge in it.

Everyone looked at the elf in surprise, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

"Dreamland? What is this place?" Zhang Hao asked. There was a hint of urgency in his voice, wanting to understand this mysterious world as soon as possible.

The elf smiled, its smile as warm as the spring sunshine. "This is a world full of wonders and magic, but also filled with challenges." Its voice held a hint of mystery, filling us with both longing and fear for this world.

The old man stepped forward, his steps slow but steady and resolute. "So, how do we get out of here?" His voice tinged with worry; after all, they still had their own mission and goals.

The elf blinked and said, "Leave? That's not easy. You need to pass three tests." After saying that, a hint of cunning flashed in its eyes, as if testing everyone's courage and determination.

Everyone looked at each other, a trace of worry welling up in their hearts. The test meant unknown dangers and difficulties, but they also understood that this was the only way to leave this place.

"However, before the test, you can explore this world first to gain some strength and help." After saying that, the elf disappeared, leaving behind only a flickering light.

"No matter what, let's keep moving forward," Zhang Hao said. His voice broke the brief silence, bringing a touch of courage and determination to everyone.

They came to a forest with tall, ancient trees, their branches laden with strange fruits, some as red as flames, others as green as emerald, each emitting an enticing fragrance.

The herbalist was pleasantly surprised to discover that some of the fruits possessed powerful healing properties. "Everyone, collect more; they might be useful for the trials ahead," he said. His voice was filled with excitement, as if he had discovered a treasure.

As they were gathering the fruits, a low roar was heard from the forest. The sound echoed in the forest like thunder, shaking the leaves to fall.

A huge unicorn walked out of the shadows, its horn gleaming with a mysterious light. Its body was tall and majestic, its white fur was as white as snow, and its eyes were full of majesty and anger.

"Intruder, get out of here!" the unicorn roared. Its voice was full of warning and threat, making people shudder.

Everyone tensed up, and Zhang Hao raised his sword, blocking the way. "We mean no offense, we're just looking for a way to leave," he said in a firm and calm voice.

The magic light in the black-robed man's hand became stronger, and he was ready to deal with the unicorn's attack at any time.

The old man tried to communicate with the unicorn: "Dear unicorn, we are just passing by. We hope to gain your understanding and help."

The unicorn seemed unmoved. It took heavy steps, approaching the crowd step by step.

The woman held the herbalist's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly.

At this tense moment, Zhang Hao decided to take the initiative...