Rise of the Otherworld.

In this mysterious and beautiful courtyard, everyone's frayed nerves finally relaxed a bit. A woman gently stroked the pavilion's railing, sighing, "I never thought there would be such a peaceful place in this dangerous place." A rare sense of relief crossed her face, her eyes filled with cherishment for this moment of peace.

Zhang Hao looked around with a vigilant and sharp gaze, "Although we are safe for the time being, we don't know why the immortal has gone. We still can't let our guard down." His hand never left the hilt of the sword, as if he was ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

The old man found a stone bench and sat down. The little girl in his arms slowly relaxed and looked at the flowers and plants around her curiously. The little girl stretched out her hands, wanting to touch the beautiful flowers, with an innocent smile on her face.

Lingyu walked into a room that was simply furnished but exuded a mysterious atmosphere. "Everyone, come and see, there seems to be something unusual here." Her voice echoed in the room, with a hint of confusion and curiosity.

Everyone came to the house after hearing the noise, only to see ancient scrolls hanging on the walls. The figures in the paintings were lifelike, as if telling stories from long ago. Some of the figures were dressed in gorgeous clothes, some held mysterious instruments, and every expression was exquisitely detailed.

"These paintings... seem to be hiding some secrets." The mysterious man frowned slightly, trying to find a clue from the paintings. His eyes swept across each painting, his eyes full of thought.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, rustling the flowers and trees. The wind howled and rolled up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, forming small whirlpools.

"Oh no! I'm afraid something unexpected has happened again." Zhang Hao clenched his sword and walked out of the house quickly. His figure stood firm in the wind, his eyes fixed firmly on the center of the storm.

After the wind died down, a dark figure appeared in the center of the courtyard. It was like a ghost, its face invisible, only a mass of darkness shrouding its body.

"Who are you?" Zhang Hao shouted loudly. His voice was full of majesty and courage, echoing in the courtyard.

The shadow didn't answer, but only let out a sinister laugh. The sound seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, making people's hair stand on end. The laughter echoed in the air, sending a chill through people's hearts.

Seeing this, the old man muttered something, preparing to cast a spell. His hands quickly formed seals, and rays of light flashed at his fingertips.

The black shadow instantly pounced towards everyone, its speed catching everyone off guard. Its figure was like lightning, and it was in front of everyone in an instant.

Zhang Hao swung his sword to meet the enemy, engaging in a fierce battle with the shadow. His sword streaked through the air, colliding with the shadow's attacks, creating a clanging sound.

The woman and the mysterious man also displayed their respective abilities and joined the battle. The woman's magic was radiant, and the mysterious man's martial arts were as sharp as the wind.

However, the shadow was so powerful that the others gradually lost ground. Their attacks seemed to have little effect on the shadow, and every counterattack from the shadow put them in danger.

At the critical moment, the immortal returned in time. His figure descended like a stream of light, emitting a powerful aura.

The immortal waved his sleeve, and a powerful beam of light shot towards the shadow. The light was as dazzling as the sun, instantly illuminating the entire courtyard. The shadow screamed, struggled in the light, and finally disappeared.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving us again." Everyone was filled with tears of gratitude. Their faces were filled with exhaustion and relief as they saluted the Immortal.

The immortal's face was solemn. "This evil force is growing stronger. You can't stay here for long." He glanced at everyone with deep worry.

"What should we do?" the little girl asked timidly, her big eyes filled with fear and confusion.

The immortal pondered for a moment. "I have a method that may help you escape from this predicament, but it will require a difficult and dangerous journey. Deep within these mountains lies a mysterious relic. Legend has it that it contains boundless power and magical treasures. If you can obtain the inheritance within, perhaps you can fight against this evil force. However, the journey is treacherous and risking your life. Do you dare to go?"

Everyone looked at each other, and firm determination gradually ignited in their eyes.

Zhang Hao was the first to speak: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we are willing to give it a try!"

The others nodded in agreement.

The immortal nodded slightly. "In that case, I will show you the way. But remember, you must be careful."

After saying this, the immortal waved his hand and drew a map in the air, showing everyone the route to the ruins in detail...