Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone gathered their nerves, ready to join the battle against the monster. The woman waved her hands, rapidly unleashing brilliant magical rays. Like multicolored ribbons, they intertwined and entwined in the air, striking the monster. Each ray embodied her unwavering will and immense power, and wherever the rays passed, the air seemed to be scorched and streaked.

The old man muttered something, his staff gleaming with mysterious runes. Like an ancient pact, these runes emanated a mysterious and powerful force. Powerful spells flew towards the monster, transforming into flaming birds in the air, attempting to restrain its movements. Each bird carried a blazing flame, as if intent on devouring the monster.

Though weaker, the herbalist remained steadfast. With courage and sheer strength, he charged at the monster, club in hand, trying to distract it. His eyes held no trace of fear, only unwavering determination. "Here I come!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the passage.

Zhang Hao, the black-robed figure, and the mysterious figure worked together, constantly searching for the monster's weaknesses and launching round after round of attacks. They nimbly moved between the monster's attacks, each attack brimming with desperate courage.

"Everyone, come on! We can definitely defeat this!" Zhang Hao shouted to encourage everyone. His voice was full of power, reaffirming everyone's initially wavering confidence.

However, the monster was too powerful, and their attacks failed to inflict fatal damage. It roared angrily, its aura growing increasingly violent. Its roar was like thunder, exploding through the passage and setting everyone's ears ringing.

"Be careful!" the mysterious man suddenly shouted, his voice full of fear and anxiety.

The monster swung its tail violently, like a giant whip, sweeping towards everyone. The tail whistled with the sound of wind and moved at lightning speed.

Everyone dodged in a hurry, but a few people were still hit by the tail and flew out.

"Ahem..." The woman fell to the ground, spitting blood. Her face was as pale as paper, her beautiful features now filled with pain and exhaustion. But she still tried to stand up and continue fighting.

Zhang Hao was extremely anxious, "Everyone hold on!" His voice was full of concern and anxiety.

At this moment, the man in black robe seemed to have discovered something.

"I feel the source of its power is in its head!" the black-robed man exclaimed. His voice trembled with excitement, and his eyes gleamed with hope.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the monster's head. The monster's head was shrouded in a layer of black mist, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

"Concentrate on attacking its head!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was decisive and resolute, as if this was their last hope.

Everyone mustered their courage once more and launched a final attack. The woman's spell shone brighter, the old man's talisman more powerful, and the herbalist swung his stick with all his might. Zhang Hao, the black-robed man, and the mysterious figure concentrated all their strength into the attack.

Various spells, lights, and weapons launched their attacks at the monster's head. For a moment, the entire passage was filled with light and energy, making it impossible to look directly.

The monster felt threatened and fought back desperately. It opened its mouth and spewed out black flames, trying to block the attacks. The flames collided with the attacks, causing a huge explosion.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the passage continued to tremble, and stones on the stone walls fell one after another, as if the end of the world was coming.

But the crowd did not retreat. They gritted their teeth and continued to increase the intensity of their attacks.

Finally, with everyone's persistence, a crack appeared on the monster's head.

"Try harder!" Zhang Hao shouted.

The crowd's attacks became more fierce, and the cracks gradually widened.

The monster roared in despair, and then collapsed...