Rise of the Otherworld.

So, everyone approached the core again. This time, they let go of their fear and anxiety and felt the power of the core with their most sincere hearts.

Zhang Hao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed his mind. "Helu, we have no intention of harming you. We simply seek your help." His expression was devout and focused, as if he were pouring out his heart to an old friend he hadn't seen in a while. Every word he spoke was filled with deep sincerity, gently uttered through his slightly trembling lips.

The woman whispered, "We know you're powerful, and we hope to face this together." Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a lingering melody, echoing through this space imbued with mysterious power. Her eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping her sincerity would touch someone's heart.

The old man nodded slightly, silently praying, "May we reach a consensus and move forward hand in hand." His face was etched with the marks of time, each wrinkle telling of a lifetime's vicissitudes. But at this moment, his eyes gleamed with a determined light, a light of hope for the future and trust in everyone.

The herbalist, though still feeling uneasy, tried to open up: "I want to get along with you, too." His voice, rich with the flavor of home, was simple and sincere. He gripped the hoe tightly, as if it were his last resort, but for the sake of everyone else, he was willing to let it go.

The black-robed man lost his aloofness, a rare hint of sincerity on his face: "Please trust us." His voice was no longer cold, but instead held a warmth and anticipation. His heart, previously hidden in darkness, was now infected by this sincere atmosphere and gradually opened up.

The little girl clasped her hands together, expressing her goodwill with all her heart: "Hexin, let's be friends." Her voice was as clear as a bell, full of childlike innocence. Her innocent eyes held no trace of impurities, only a longing for a bright future.

Gradually, the core's light lost its violent intensity and began to soften. Like warm sunlight, it bathed everyone in a sense of comfort and peace they had never felt before. The tense atmosphere gradually eased.

Everyone felt a warm power enveloping them, as if the core was responding to their sincerity. This power was like a spring breeze, gently soothing their tired bodies and minds.

"It seems to be working." Zhang Hao opened his eyes in surprise. His eyes gleamed with excitement, and his originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

At this moment, a voice came from the core: "I feel your sincerity." The voice seemed to be a call from ancient times, deep and distant, stirring ripples in everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. They hadn't expected the Core to actually respond to them, which made them feel both excited and nervous.

"But to gain my full trust, you still need to pass a test," the core voice continued. Its tone was serious and solemn, making everyone's heart rise again.

"What test?" the woman asked eagerly. There was a hint of anxiety in her voice, wondering how difficult this upcoming test would be.

"Deep in your hearts, you all have the most precious things. Only by giving them up can you prove your determination." The core's voice echoed in the space, striking everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

Zhang Hao frowned: "This..." He fell into deep thought, and the things he once regarded as treasures kept flashing through his mind, and his heart was full of entanglement and reluctance.

The herbalist looked bewildered: "What I treasure most is my medicine basket. What should I do?" He looked at the medicine basket in his hand, his eyes full of attachment and helplessness.

The old man pondered for a moment: "This test is not easy." His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about the deeper meaning and response strategies behind it.

But the little girl said firmly: "For everyone, for this space, I am willing." Although her voice was childish, it was full of power, which moved everyone.

Everyone was caught in entanglement and struggle. A fierce struggle was going on in their hearts. On one side was what they cherished most, and on the other was the future of everyone and the fate of this mysterious space.

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Since it has come to this, let's fight it out!" His eyes became firm, as if he had made a major decision.

The woman nodded: "That's right, we can't retreat." Her eyes revealed a determination, ready to face this unknown challenge.

So, everyone began to examine their own hearts and prepare to face this difficult decision...