Rise of the Otherworld.

The hall shook more violently, and everyone struggled to find shelter in the chaos. Zhang Hao glimpsed a massive stone pillar to one side, seemingly quite sturdy. "Come over here!" he shouted. His voice was faint amid the violent shaking and low roar, but everyone still heard his cry.

The woman and the herbalist stumbled towards the stone pillar. Their steps were hurried. The woman's skirt was torn by the gravel on the ground, and some precious herbs fell from the herbalist's bag while he was running, but they could no longer care about these things.

The black-robed man and the old man followed closely behind. The old man's steps were slightly unsteady, and the black-robed man quickly reached out to support him. Their eyes were filled with fear, but also with a hint of determination, which was the desire to survive in a desperate situation.

Just as they had hidden behind the stone pillars, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and a black smoke rose from it. The smoke was as thick as ink and quickly spread, filling the entire hall in an instant.

The smoke gradually condensed into a massive figure. Its features were unclear, but its sheer size and the terrifying aura it exuded sent shivers down one's spine. Its stature was as tall as a mountain, seemingly capable of breaking through the hall's ceiling. Its shadow enveloped everyone, bringing an endless sense of oppression.

"What kind of monster is this?" the woman asked in horror, her voice trembling. She gripped the stone pillar tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Zhang Hao stared at the monster with a frown, "No matter what it is, we must find a way to deal with it!" His voice was firm and powerful, trying to bring a little courage to everyone.

The man in black robe took a deep breath and said, "Judging from its aura, it is definitely not a good creature. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with." His eyes revealed deep worry.

The herbalist swallowed and asked, "Can we get out alive?" His voice was full of despair.

The old man's eyes were firm. "Don't panic. If we work together, we may be able to fight."

The monster moved slowly, each step causing the ground to tremble. It stretched out a massive claw and clawed at the stone pillar where everyone was standing.

"Scatter!" Zhang Hao shouted.

Everyone quickly fled in all directions, and the stone pillar shattered instantly under the monster's grasp. The broken stones flew everywhere, hitting the wall with a dull sound.

Zhang Hao took the opportunity to rush towards the monster, and swung the sword in his hand with a sharp sword light. However, the sword hit the monster, but it was like cutting on solid steel, leaving only a shallow mark.

The monster was enraged and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves hit everyone's eardrums, making them feel dizzy.

The woman cast her spell, and beams of light shot towards the monster, but they were easily blocked by the monster.

The man in black robes continuously released powerful spells, a mixture of fire, ice, and lightning, but the damage caused to the monster was minimal.

The herbalist was anxiously looking for herbs that could restrain the monster.

The old man observed the monster's movements, trying to find its weakness.

Under the monsters' attack, the hall became even more dilapidated, with walls collapsing and the roof crumbling.

"This is not a solution!" Zhang Hao shouted.

At this moment, the old man suddenly discovered a glowing area on the monster's abdomen.

"Attack its belly!" the old man shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone focused their attacks on the monster's abdomen.

The monster sensed the crowd's intentions and began to attack even more frantically, trying to stop them.

A fierce battle continues in this dilapidated hall...