Rise of the Otherworld.

Under the monster's frenzied attack, the cavern was in shambles. Rubble and dust littered the ground, and most of the gems originally embedded in the cave walls had fallen away, their brilliance dimming. While the attacks had inflicted some damage on the monster, its immense power still left everyone in dire straits.

Zhang Hao struggled to his feet, his clothes stained red with blood. Blood oozed from his wounds, dripping down the hem of his shirt. But his eyes grew more resolute, like a burning flame that would never extinguish. "We can't fall like this!" he roared, his voice filled with unyielding determination, as if challenging fate.

The woman wiped away the tears from her eyes and cast another powerful spell. Her hands trembled slightly, yet she danced with determination. Light surrounded them, a dreamlike, brilliant light. She gritted her teeth and poured all her strength into the spell. "I must succeed!" she prayed silently in her heart.

The herbalist, finding courage from nowhere, picked up a sharp stone and charged at the monster, shouting, "I'll fight you!" There was no more fear in his eyes, only a desire to survive and a determination to win.

The black-robed figure struggled to regulate his breathing, concentrating his mind as he prepared to cast a more powerful spell. Veins bulged on his forehead, and the light on his staff flickered, as if battling the exhaustion and fear within him.

While maintaining the defensive spell, the old man loudly commanded everyone, "Attack its legs and make it lose balance!" Although his voice was hoarse, it was full of wisdom and experience.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao rushed towards the monster's legs without hesitation, his sword waving in his hand, bringing with it streaks of blood. Every swing of the sword exhausted all his strength, his muscles tensed, and his breathing rapid.

The monster, sensing the crowd's stubborn resistance, grew even more furious and ferocious. Its three heads roared simultaneously, a deafening roar. Venom rained down like raindrops, corroding the ground with a sizzling sound and billowing plumes of green smoke. Lightning raged through the cave, illuminating the desperate faces of the crowd.

"Ah!" The woman was struck by lightning and fell to the ground. Her body convulsed and she groaned in pain. But she immediately struggled to her feet, her eyes still full of determination.

The herbalist's arm was scratched by the monster's claws, blood flowing out, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone. But he still held the stone tightly in his hand and smashed it towards the monster's leg.

Just when everyone felt powerless, Zhang Hao discovered a flaw in the monster. It was a weak spot on its abdomen that was inadvertently exposed during the attack. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Zhang Hao to see it through.

"Everyone, concentrate your strength and attack its belly!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice echoed in the cave, bringing new hope to everyone.

Everyone responded, focusing their attacks on the monster's belly. Suddenly, light, spells, and weapons surged toward the monster like a torrent. The woman's spell shone like a meteor, the herbalist's stone carried his last hope, and the black-robed man's powerful spell was like the breaking light of dawn.

The monster roared in pain, its body shaking. It tried to resist the powerful force, but it was already too late to save itself.

The black-robed man's powerful spell was finally ready. "Look at me!" A huge beam of light shot out from his staff, striking the monster's belly. Wherever the light touched, everything was illuminated, as if it were the most dazzling existence in the world.

The monster let out a final scream and collapsed to the ground, its body hitting the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust.

Everyone collapsed to the ground exhausted, gasping for air. Their bodies had reached their limit, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

"We...we did it..." Zhang Hao said weakly. There was a hint of relief and pride in his voice, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

However, before they could celebrate, a strange sound came from the depths of the cave. The sound was like a low roar, or like heavy footsteps, and it was particularly terrifying in the silent cave.

Everyone's faces instantly became solemn.

"What is this?" The woman's voice was filled with fear and anxiety.

Zhang Haoqiang propped himself up and stood up, "No matter what it is, we have to face it." The fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

The old man frowned and said, "Everyone, be careful, there may be more powerful enemies."

The herbalist looked at Zhang Hao and asked, "Can we really make it?" His voice was full of doubt and fatigue.

The black-robed man gripped his staff tightly and said, "We have no choice but to fight."

As the sound got closer, everyone's heart jumped to their throat...