Rise of the Otherworld.

The half-month deadline was approaching in a flash. Outside the True King Sect, the enemy army was pressing in like a dark cloud, the oppressive feeling almost suffocating. The wind howled, the flags fluttered, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Lin Yu, wearing armor and holding a long sword, stood tall on the sect wall. His eyes were cold and firm, staring at the enemy like a cold star. Tang Feng and a group of elders stood on his left and right, each of them with a look of determination on their faces, as if they had already put life and death aside.

"Today is the life-and-death battle of the Zhenwang Sect. Disciples, follow me and fight to the death!" Lin Yu roared loudly. His voice was powerful and resonant, spreading throughout the sect like a war drum.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!" The disciples of the True King Sect shouted in unison, their voices combining to form a powerful wave that soared into the sky. The voices were filled with fearlessness and courage, making people's blood boil.

At the command of the leading general, the enemy troops surged towards the True King Sect like a tide. For a moment, shouts of killing and the clash of weapons resounded across the sky. The surging momentum seemed to engulf the True King Sect in an instant.

The True King Sect's defensive formation instantly activated, a radiant multicolored light forming a solid barrier that repelled the enemy's initial attack. However, the enemy's attack was ferocious, attacking the formation like a mad beast. The formation's light began to flicker, showing signs of instability.

Seeing this, Tang Feng's eyes flashed with determination. "Brothers, follow me!" He led a group of elite disciples out of the city gate and engaged in fierce close combat with the enemy. Tang Feng's swordsmanship was sharp, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by a whirring sound. Wherever he struck, the enemy fell one after another. His figure shuttled through the enemy troops like an unstoppable whirlwind.

"Tang Feng, be careful!" Lin Yu saw Tang Feng trapped in the city wall, and his heart tightened. His hands unconsciously clenched the bricks of the city wall, and his eyes followed Tang Feng's figure closely.

Tang Feng fought with all his might, his armor stained red with blood, but his eyes remained determined. He roared, his blade flashing, and finally broke through the encirclement, but he was already wounded in many places.

On the battlefield, blood stained the earth red. The casualties among the True King Sect disciples continued to mount, yet they remained steadfast, not a single one retreating. Every disciple fought for the sect's honor and survival, their eyes burning with the flame of unyielding determination.

"Master, this isn't going to work. The enemy is too numerous!" an elder said anxiously. His voice was trembling, but more so with determination.

Lin Yu frowned, his brain working rapidly, thinking about countermeasures. At this moment, he found that there seemed to be some chaos behind the enemy.

"The sneak attack team we sent out succeeded!" Lin Yu was overjoyed. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he made a new decision in an instant.

Seizing this opportunity, Lin Yu personally led a team of disciples out of the city gates and attacked the enemy from behind. Like sharp arrows, they pierced the enemy's vital points. The morale of the Zhenwang Sect was greatly boosted, and the disciples, as if seeing the hope of victory, fought even more bravely and fearlessly.

However, the leader of the mysterious organization was unwilling to accept defeat. He personally attacked Lin Yu, his figure like a ghost. "Lin Yu, today is the day you die!" The mysterious leader roared angrily, unleashing a powerful technique. A black mist surrounded him, and the weapon in his hand emitted a strange light.

Lin Yu, unafraid, faced the mysterious leader's attack. The two collided instantly, and powerful energy waves spread out in all directions, as if the air around them was torn apart. Lin Yu's sword and the mysterious leader's weapon repeatedly intersected, splashing a series of sparks.

"Even if I die, I will take you with me!" Lin Yu roared, pouring all his strength into the sword.

The mysterious leader was not to be outdone, "You think you can defeat me? Dream on!"

The two fought hard, and every move was full of deadly danger.

Can the Zhenwang Sect win this decisive battle? Can Lin Yu defeat the mysterious leader? Everything is still undecided.