Rise of the Otherworld.

As the True King Sect frantically prepared for defense, the enemy finally lost their patience and launched a massive attack. Before the dawn light could fully illuminate the earth, the dark mass of enemy troops surged towards the True King Sect like a surging tide. The cries of killing instantly shattered the morning tranquility, and the air was filled with tension and bloodshed.

Suddenly, shouts of killing shook the heavens outside the True King Sect, and the enemy surged in like a tide. Lin Yu stood high up in the sect, clad in battle armor, looking heroic and dashing. He gazed at the surging enemy troops without fear. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate the thick smoke of gunpowder.

"Disciples, listen up! Follow me to meet the enemy!" Lin Yu shouted loudly, his voice full of majesty and determination. His voice was like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of every disciple of the True King Sect, arousing their fighting spirit.

Tang Feng led a group of disciples, charging out first and engaging in a fierce battle with the enemy. Tang Feng led the charge, his swordsmanship sharp and fierce, each strike accompanied by a whirring sound, as if cleaving the enemy in half. Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, blood splattered and screams rang out.

"Tang Feng, be careful!" Lin Yu was anxious when he saw Tang Feng being surrounded by several enemy soldiers. He stared at Tang Feng closely and unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

Tang Feng fought hard, "Master, don't worry about me, killing the enemy is the most important thing!" His voice was hoarse and firm, sweat and blood mixed together and flowed down his cheeks, but there was no trace of retreat in his eyes.

The disciples of the True King Sect were all brave and fearless. With their solid fortifications and tenacious fighting spirit, they temporarily withstood the enemy's wave after wave of attacks. Every disciple gritted their teeth, with only one belief in their hearts, that is to defend the True King Sect and their homeland.

However, the enemy was too numerous and continued to pour in, and the Zhenwang Sect gradually fell into trouble. The fortifications began to be damaged under the enemy's fierce attacks, and the casualties of the disciples continued to increase.

"This is not a solution. We must find the enemy's weak link and make a breakthrough!" Lin Yu was thinking about countermeasures while killing the enemy. His brain was working rapidly, and his eyes were searching among the enemy troops.

At this moment, a disciple came running to report: "Master, we found that the enemy's rear seems to be weakly defended, and there are signs of traps." The disciple's face was full of anxiety and worry.

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed, "Whether it is a trap or not, this is our chance!" He made a decision in an instant. Even if it was a sea of ​​fire and swords, he would lead the Zhenwang Sect to fight his way out.

He immediately gave the order to organize an elite team to launch a surprise attack on the enemy's rear. "Brothers, follow me! For the glory of the Zhenwang Sect!" Lin Yu shouted, leading the team to rush to the enemy's rear without hesitation.

Under Lin Yu's leadership, this team was like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's rear. Their speed was extremely fast and their momentum was like a rainbow, catching the enemy off guard.

"Kill!" Lin Yu roared, waving the sword in his hand. The sword shadow flashed, and the enemies fell one after another. His body was covered with blood, but his pace did not stop at all.

But as expected, there was indeed a trap behind the enemy. When they rushed into the enemy's rear, a large number of enemy troops suddenly surged out from all sides and surrounded them.

"Master, we're surrounded!" a disciple shouted in panic. His voice was filled with fear, and the weapon in his hand began to tremble.

Lin Yu was not afraid of danger. "Don't panic, keep the formation and charge out!" His voice was steady and powerful, bringing a sense of calmness to the panicked disciples.

Under Lin Yu's leadership, the disciples of the True King Sect regained their spirits. They stood close together and fought hard against the enemy's attacks. Blood dyed the ground red, and everyone's face was filled with exhaustion and determination.

Can the Zhenwang Sect break through the enemy's encirclement and turn the tide of battle? How will this brutal battle end?