Rise of the Otherworld.

The two-headed monster, like a moving mountain, charged at the crowd with overwhelming force. Every step its massive body took shook the ground, sending splattering mud, water, and debris flying everywhere. Zhang Hao, unflinching, charged forward with his sword, its blade slicing a cold arc through the air. His eyes were firm and resolute, as if the object before him wasn't a terrifying monster, but an obstacle that must be overcome.

"Everyone, come together!" He shouted loudly, his voice full of fearlessness. The sound echoed in the valley, inspiring everyone's fighting spirit.

The woman waved her magic wand, muttering something to herself as brilliant beams of magic shot towards the monster. Like dazzling fireworks, they carried a powerful magical force. Each beam embodied her determination and courage, attempting to inflict damage upon the monster.

Lingyu formed seals with his hands, and talismans flew everywhere, transforming into fierce attacks. The talismans flashed mysteriously in the air, like a flock of nimble birds, swooping down on the monster.

The mysterious man's figure was like a ghost, and his dagger left shallow scars on the monster. His movements were swift and agile, moving around the monster, looking for the best opportunity to attack.

The old man continued to cast supporting spells in the background, adding strength and defense to the group. His face was filled with concentration and tension, and the staff in his hand shone brightly.

The two heads of the two-headed monster spewed out blazing flames and biting ice, respectively, trapping everyone in a dilemma. The flames burned the surrounding vegetation, while the ice instantly froze the ground.

"Be careful and dodge!" Zhang Hao warned everyone while nimbly moving between the flames and ice, looking for an opportunity to attack. His clothes were burned with several holes by the flames, and his hair was frozen by the ice, but his steps remained firm.

The little girl hid behind a big rock, covering her eyes in fear. Her body kept shaking and she kept muttering, "Don't come over here, don't come over here."

The woman was accidentally hit by the monster's ice, and half of her body was instantly frozen. Her face turned pale and her lips turned purple, but she still gritted her teeth and tried to maintain her magic output.

"I'm here to save you!" Zhang Hao leaped to the woman's side and split the ice with his sword. The veins on his arms bulged from the exertion, and sweat poured down like rain.

Lingyu took the opportunity to throw a spell at the monster's eyes, temporarily disrupting its vision. The monster shook its head angrily, trying to get rid of the spell.

The mysterious man took the opportunity to climb onto the monster's back, attempting to attack its weak spot. However, the monster swung him hard, throwing him heavily to the ground. The mysterious man groaned, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The old man was extremely anxious and increased his spell output, sending beams of light continuously towards the monster. His forehead was covered with sweat and his breathing became rapid.

Zhang Hao seized the opportunity and thrust his sword into one of the monster's heads. The blade sank into the skull, sending black blood gushing out. The monster roared in pain, a deafening roar that stung the eardrums.

At this moment, the monster suddenly turned around and rushed towards where the little girl was hiding.

"No!" Zhang Hao was horrified and rushed over desperately. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to protect the little girl.

Everyone followed closely behind, trying to stop the monster.

At the critical moment, Zhang Hao stepped in front of the little girl and swung his sword with all his might. This single strike, condensing all his strength, sent a burst of sword energy like a rainbow, severing one of the monster's heads. The head tumbled to the ground, spilling black blood all over the ground.

The monster fell to the ground in agony, writhing and struggling. Its body stirred up a gust of wind that blew everyone to and fro.

Everyone seized the opportunity and rushed forward to launch a final attack on the monster. Magical light, sword shadows, and spells intertwined to form a gorgeous scene.

After a fierce struggle, the monster finally stopped moving and lay on the ground, breathless. Its huge body gradually turned cold, and the surrounding mist seemed to fade a little with its death.

"Finally solved." Zhang Hao sat exhausted on the ground, breathing heavily. His body was covered in wounds and blood, and his clothes were tattered, but his eyes were filled with the joy of victory.

The others were also exhausted, their bodies covered in wounds and blood. The woman's magic wand had fallen to the side, and she leaned weakly against a tree. Ling Yu supported herself on the ground with both hands, breathing heavily. The mysterious man lay on the ground, gazing at the sky with a dazed look. The old man leaned on his staff, his body trembling slightly.

"But we can't rest yet. We have to leave here quickly," the old man said. His voice was weak and hoarse, but still firm.

The crowd supported each other and continued to trudge forward through the misty valley. Their steps were heavy and slow, but there was no hesitation or retreat.

The valley was still shrouded in mist, and the road was still bumpy. But the fire of hope in their hearts burned even brighter, for they knew that as long as they stood together, there would be no difficulties they could not overcome...