Rise of the Otherworld.

Just then, a huge wave hit, lifting the raft high into the air. Everyone screamed in fear, their voices so small and powerless amid the roar of the waves. The little girl hugged the old man tightly, her tender face twisted in extreme fear, her tears mingling with the river water.

Zhang Hao desperately grasped the edge of the raft, trying to steady himself. "Everyone, hold on tight!" His voice was drowned out by the crash of the waves. His knuckles turned white from exertion, and his muscles tensed, as if he were fighting a desperate battle against the violent forces of nature.

The woman's magic wand nearly slipped out of her hand, and she quickly grabbed it tightly with her other hand. Her eyes were filled with panic, but she still tried to maintain a trace of calm, trying to find a way to deal with it.

The mysterious man closed his eyes tightly, mumbling something, as if casting some kind of spell to stabilize the raft. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his expression was solemn.

The raft rolled several times on the crest of the wave, then fell heavily, splashing huge water. The water splashed like countless sharp arrows, stinging everyone's skin.

"Oh no! The raft is falling apart!" the herbalist cried in terror, his voice shrill and piercing with fear, his hands waving wildly in the air.

Sure enough, the raft began to disintegrate with a terrifying creaking sound. The already fragile raft seemed so vulnerable in the face of the turbulent river.

"Jump into the river!" Zhang Hao made a quick decision. His voice was decisive and resolute, without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone jumped into the river, and the rushing water instantly swept them downstream. The force was like an invisible hand, dragging them mercilessly, leaving them unable to move.

Zhang Hao tried hard to keep his head above the water, swimming while looking for other people. His eyes were almost irritated by the river water, but he still endured it and did not miss any possible direction.

"Help!" The woman cried for help as she was swept into a whirlpool. The whirlpool was like a huge black hole, swallowing everything mercilessly.

Zhang Hao swam towards the whirlpool without hesitation, using all his strength, and every stroke was like a tug-of-war with death. Finally, he grabbed the woman's hand and pulled her out of the whirlpool.

"Thank you..." the woman said weakly. Her voice trembled with the trembling of someone who had just survived a disaster, and her eyes were filled with gratitude towards Zhang Hao.

At this time, the old man and the little girl were also rushed to their side.

"Grandpa!" the little girl cried out. Her cry was heartbreaking, as if the sorrow of the whole world had been concentrated in that moment.

"Don't be afraid, child," the old man comforted her. His voice was trembling, but it was full of endless love and determination.

The mysterious man also swam over and said, "Don't disperse, swim along with the current." His voice seemed a little weak in the turbulent river, but it gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

However, the river became more and more turbulent, and reefs appeared from time to time in the water. Each reef was like a demon hidden under the water, ready to give them a fatal blow at any time.

Zhang Hao's leg was scraped by a reef, and blood spread into the water. The bloody smell spread quickly, attracting some aquatic monsters. They swam around, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Everyone, speed up!" Zhang Hao shouted, enduring the pain. His voice was a little distorted due to the pain, but still full of power.

Everyone swam hard, but the monsters were getting closer and closer. Their hideous figures were looming in the water, making people shudder.

Suddenly, a giant anaconda opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards them. The fangs in its mouth flashed with a cold light, making people shudder.

The mysterious man cast a spell, and a beam of light struck the anaconda, temporarily repelling it. But more monsters surrounded them, and the situation became extremely critical. The dense crowd of figures made people feel desperate.

Just when they felt hopeless, a shore appeared in front of them. That shore was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving them hope of survival.

"Hurry, swim to the shore!" Zhang Hao shouted.

Everyone used up their last bit of strength to swim towards the shore. Every stroke was filled with the desire to live, and every breath seemed like a race against death.

Finally, they swam to the shore and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"We...we survived..." The herbalist's voice was filled with endless fatigue and relief at surviving the disaster.

But they knew the danger was not over yet...