Rise of the Otherworld.

As the deep roar drew closer, everyone's nerves reached a breaking point. Zhang Hao gripped his sword tightly, leaning forward slightly in a defensive stance. His gaze was determined and fearless, fixed fixedly on the direction of the sound. The woman clutched her magic wand tightly in both hands, silently chanting a spell, ready to cast her spell at any moment. Her forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and her breathing became rapid.

The old man shielded the little girl behind him, his staff flickering faintly. His body trembled slightly, but his eyes betrayed a resolute protectiveness. The herbalist, hiding behind the others, trembled constantly, his teeth chattering with a clattering sound. His eyes were wide with utter terror.

Amidst the darkness, a massive figure gradually emerged. It was a massive monster, its body covered in tough scales that reflected a cold light in the dim light. Its eyes flashed a fierce red light, like burning flames, and from its mouth emanated a scorching breath that seemed to reduce everything to ash.

"What...what kind of monster is this!" The herbalist was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. His voice was filled with tears, and his legs gave way, almost collapsing on the ground.

Zhang Hao shouted, "Don't be afraid! Let's go together!" Then he rushed towards the monster. His figure was like a flash of lightning, and he was close to the monster in an instant.

The monster swung its massive claws, striking Zhang Hao. The claws whirred, seemingly tearing through anything. Zhang Hao dodged to the side, his movements as nimble as a monkey's, and swung his sword at the monster's legs. The sword collided with the monster's scales, sending sparks flying. The monster roared in pain, a roar that sent rubble tumbling from the cave, as if the entire cave were about to collapse.

Seeing this, the woman immediately cast a spell, sending a beam of light towards the monster's eyes. Like a meteor, the magical light instantly illuminated the dark cave. The monster was momentarily dazzled by the light, and its movements became sluggish.

The old man also took the opportunity to launch an attack. The light on the staff turned into a rune and flew towards the monster. The rune flashed mysteriously in the air, carrying a powerful force.

However, the monster quickly recovered, its attacks becoming even more ferocious. It opened its maw and spewed out a stream of black flames. The flames instantly engulfed the group, and everyone quickly dodged.

Zhang Hao's body was covered with several more wounds, his clothes stained red with blood. However, he seemed to feel no pain, still gritting his teeth and struggling to resist the monster's attack.

The woman's magic power was over-consumed, and her face turned pale as paper. Her body was shaky, but she still insisted on providing support for Zhang Hao.

"This isn't going to work!" the mysterious man shouted, his voice filled with anxiety and worry.

At this moment, the little girl suddenly shouted, "Look, there's a hole!" Her voice was clear and loud, standing out in this tense atmosphere.

Everyone looked in the direction the little girl pointed and saw a narrow entrance on the side of the cave. The entrance was covered by some weeds and rocks, and if it weren't for the little girl's careful observation, it would be difficult to find.

"Perhaps that's our way out!" the old man said, his voice filled with hope but also hesitation.

"But, this monster..." the herbalist hesitated. He watched Zhang Hao's fierce battle with the monster, his heart filled with fear and anxiety.

"There's no time left! I'll hold it back, you guys hurry up!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice was firm and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.

"No, it's too dangerous!" the woman said, her eyes filled with concern and reluctance.

"Stop talking nonsense and get going!" Zhang Hao shouted again. His eyes were filled with determination, making it impossible to refuse.

The crowd had no choice but to run towards the cave entrance.

Zhang Hao faced the monster alone, engaging it in a final, desperate struggle. His sword swung with lightning speed, each strike drawing all his strength. The monster's attacks came like a torrential downpour, but Zhang Hao remained undeterred, dodging each fatal blow and striking back again and again.

Sweat and blood mixed together and flowed down his cheeks, but his eyes never showed any fear or retreat. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to buy time for everyone so that they could escape safely.

The monster seemed to be enraged by Zhang Hao's tenacity, and its attacks became even more frantic. Its roar and Zhang Hao's shouts echoed in the cave...