Rise of the Otherworld.

The monster launched an even more ferocious attack, and the cave erupted in chaos. Each swing of its massive claws unleashed a gust of wind that stung everyone's cheeks. Dust from the cave was stirred up, filling the air and obscuring the already dim environment even further.

Zhang Hao nimbly dodged the monster's attacks, searching for its weaknesses. "Everyone, spread out! Don't let it catch us all!" he shouted. His voice echoed through the cave, resolute and resolute. His figure moved like a ghost, moving between the monster's attacks, his eyes fixed on its every move.

The woman and the old man hurriedly took the little girl deeper into the cave. The woman's steps were a little unsteady, but she held the little girl's hand tightly, not daring to let go for a moment. The old man protected them from behind, his eyes occasionally looking back in Zhang Hao's direction, his heart filled with worry.

The herbalist hid behind a large rock, trembling. Curled up in a ball, he stared at the scene in horror, muttering, "It's over, it's over, it's really over this time."

Zhang Hao drew the monster's attention, constantly circling it. His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in dust and blood, but his fighting spirit remained undimmed. The monster was enraged and pounced on him even more frantically.

"Come on, you beast!" Zhang Hao roared, his eyes devoid of any fear. His voice boomed like thunder in the cave. His eyes burned with rage, as if he wanted to completely consume the monster.

The monster lunged, and Zhang Hao rolled to avoid it, but accidentally bumped into the cave wall, sending a sharp pain through him. He felt his vision go black, and his head buzzed. But he ignored the pain, quickly stood up, and rushed at the monster again.

At this time, the woman discovered the monster's weakness from a distance, "Zhang Hao, attack its abdomen!" Her voice was urgent and clear, penetrating the chaotic battlefield.

Zhang Hao heard this, seized the opportunity, leaped up, and thrust his sword straight into the monster's abdomen. His movements were clean and sharp, and he was determined to move forward.

The monster roared in pain, then attacked Zhang Hao even more violently. Its tail swept over, bringing with it a whirring sound.

Zhang Hao was hit by the monster's tail and fell heavily to the ground. His body slid a distance on the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Zhang Hao!" the woman exclaimed. Her heart instantly rose to her throat. She wanted to rush over to help, but the old man held her back.

Zhang Hao struggled to his feet, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. His face was covered in dust and blood, and his original appearance was no longer recognizable. "I'm fine, keep going!" His voice was weak, but full of determination.

He rushed at the monster again, and this time, he used all his strength to stab the sword deep into the monster's abdomen. The sword sank into the monster's body up to the hilt.

The monster struggled in agony and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Its limbs twitched continuously, and its mouth uttered a final whine.

Zhang Hao sat exhausted on the ground, gasping for breath. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and even moving a finger became extremely difficult.

"Finally resolved," he muttered to himself. His eyes were a little hazy, as if he was still immersed in the fierce battle just now.

The woman and the old man ran over with the little girl.

"Are you okay?" the woman asked with concern. Her eyes were filled with heartache and worry, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "I won't die yet." He forced a smile, trying to reassure everyone.

Just as they were about to move on, a strange sound suddenly emanated from the depths of the cave. It was like a low roar, or a sinister sneer, making people's hair stand on end.

"What is this?" the herbalist asked in horror. His voice trembled, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

Everyone looked at each other, their hearts filled with anxiety, but they knew that no matter how many dangers lay ahead, they had to move forward bravely.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Whatever it is, we have no way out." His voice was calm, but it was filled with a firm determination.

The little girl held the woman's hand tightly and said, "Sister, I'm not afraid." Her eyes flashed with courage and strength.

Zhang Hao slowly stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look." He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

Everyone followed him, moving towards the unknown danger with trepidation...