Rise of the Otherworld.

Just as everyone was immersed in this wonderful transformation, a melodious bell chime rang out from afar. The clear, resonant sound reverberated across this newly reborn land. The sound seemed to possess a certain magical power, captivating everyone's attention. Everyone looked up, their gazes gracing the direction of the chime.

"This bell sound... could it be some kind of guidance?" Zhang Hao asked doubtfully. He forced himself to stand up and gazed determinedly into the distance. His eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation. Although he was still exhausted, the bell sound seemed to inject him with new strength.

The woman also stood up and gently brushed off the dust on her body. "Perhaps this is a clue to leaving here." Her voice was soft but firm, and a hint of hope appeared on her beautiful face. She looked at Zhang Hao, her eyes full of trust.

The old man held the little girl in his arms and frowned slightly. "No matter what, let's go and take a look." The old man's voice was steady and calm. He gently patted the little girl's back to comfort her.

So, they set out in the direction of the bell. Along the way, the grass was lush and green, and a gentle breeze brought a refreshing breath of air. The tender green shoots swayed gently in the wind, as if cheering them on. A stark contrast to the desolate landscape before, this scene now gave rise to hope.

After walking for a while, they saw an ancient temple standing in front of them. The walls of the temple were mottled, and the traces of time had left deep marks on them. Some of the tiles on the roof were broken, revealing the wooden structure underneath.

"This temple looks quite old," the herbalist said, a hint of awe in his voice as he cautiously approached the temple gate.

Zhang Hao walked forward and gently pushed open the temple's door. The hinges creaked, and the sound was particularly clear in the silent air, as if breaking the long silence.

Inside the temple, a massive Buddha statue stands solemn and majestic, a compassionate smile on its face, as if watching over the world. Incense curls from the incense burner in front of the statue, its delicate fragrance filling the air, creating a sense of tranquility and peace. The sound of a bell emanates from behind the statue.

The crowd carefully walked around the Buddha statue and saw a large bell behind it, engraved with mysterious runes. The runes flickered with a faint light, as if telling an ancient story.

"This rune... I've never seen it before." The mysterious man leaned in to observe it closely. His eyes were focused and curious, trying to decipher the meaning of these runes.

At this moment, the bell suddenly blazed with light, enveloping everyone in it. The light was so intense and dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

"Be careful!" Zhang Hao shouted. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect the people around him.

After the light disappeared, everyone found themselves in an unfamiliar space, surrounded by white mist. The mist was thick and mysterious, making it difficult to see the road ahead.

"Where is this?" the little girl clutched the old man's clothes in fear. Her voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with fear.

"I don't know, but we have to be careful." Zhang Hao observed his surroundings vigilantly. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, ready to deal with any possible danger.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the mist and slowly approached them. It was so vague that it was hard to discern. As it approached, everyone's heart leaped into their throats.

When the figure finally emerged from the fog, everyone was surprised to find that it was an old man in a white robe. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were deep and sharp.

"You are finally here." The old man's voice was low and magnetic.

"Who are you?" Zhang Hao asked, his eyes full of vigilance.

"I am the guardian of this space," the old man said slowly, "The fact that you can come here shows that you have extraordinary courage and perseverance."

"Guardian? Then what is this place?" the woman couldn't help but ask.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "This is a place of testing. Only after you pass the test can you leave."

"What test?" The mysterious man frowned.

The old man waved his hand gently, and the surrounding mist began to change, forming a series of strange pictures...