Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone groped their way through the dusty passage, each step fraught with unknown danger. Zhang Hao walked in front, using his sword to push aside obstacles. His brow furrowed, his eyes focused and alert, the sword in his hand reflecting a cold gleam in the dim light.

"Ahem, this place is terrible." The woman coughed, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeve. Her voice became hoarse from coughing, and her beautiful face was covered with dust, making her look very disheveled.

The little girl was choking and bursting into tears. The old man held her in his arms with heartache. "Don't be afraid, child, grandpa is here." The old man comforted her softly, but his own breathing became heavier.

Lingyu carefully observed her surroundings and said, "Everyone be careful, I feel something approaching." Her voice was low, full of tension and anxiety.

Before he could finish his words, a swarm of giant venomous scorpions emerged from the darkness, their pincers flashing with a cold light. Those pincers seemed capable of easily breaking a person's bones, sending a chill down your spine.

"Damn it, why are they here again!" the mysterious man cursed, brandishing a dagger and charging forward. His movements were swift and fierce, the dagger in his hand turning into deadly arcs.

Zhang Hao didn't flinch either, engaging in a fierce battle with the scorpion. His sword fell like a torrential downpour, each strike carrying immense force. The scorpion's venom spurted out, streaking green arcs through the air, and everyone dodged.

The woman cast a spell, sending beams of light piercing the scorpions. The light was brilliant and dazzling, streaking through the darkness like a meteor. But the scorpions were so numerous, pouring in endlessly, seemingly endlessly.

"This won't work. We have to find their weakness!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice echoed in the passage, carrying a hint of anxiety and determination.

The old man carefully observed the movements of the scorpions, "Their abdomen should be the weak point!" His eyes narrowed into slits, trying to find patterns in the chaos.

Upon hearing this, everyone concentrated their attacks on the scorpion's abdomen. Each strike was punctuated by a desperate determination, and each swing of the sword employed all their strength. After a bitter battle, the scorpion was finally completely destroyed.

"Finally solved." Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the cave wall to rest. His chest was heaving violently, and sweat was streaming down his cheeks.

However, before they could recover, a pungent smoke suddenly filled the passage. The smoke spread rapidly, instantly enveloping everyone.

"Oh no, this smoke is poisonous!" Ling Yu shouted. Her voice was filled with fear, and she waved her hands constantly, trying to disperse the smoke.

Everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses, but several people were already feeling dizzy, their bodies starting to feel heavy, and their vision becoming blurry.

"Hurry, go forward and find a ventilated place!" Zhang Haoqiang held himself up and led everyone forward. His steps were a little unsteady, but he still walked forward firmly.

The passage became narrower and narrower, making it more difficult for everyone to move. They had to move sideways, their bodies rubbing against the cave wall, making a rustling sound.

"I...I can't walk anymore," the little girl said weakly. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and her face was blue and purple from the poison.

"I'll carry you!" the old man said, carrying the little girl on his back and walking with difficulty. His steps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to use up all his strength.

At this moment, an abyss appeared in front of them, blocking their way. The abyss was bottomless, and countless dangers seemed to be hidden in the darkness.

"What...what should I do?" The woman stared into the abyss, her heart filled with despair. Her eyes were glazed over, and her body trembled with fear.

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "We must find a way to get through!" His eyes looked firmly at the other side of the abyss, his brain working rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.

"Maybe we can weave vines into a rope and then slide over." Lingyu said.

"But where are the vines here?" the mysterious man frowned.

"Everyone, try looking for it. There must be a way!" Zhang Hao encouraged everyone.

Everyone began to look for usable materials around them. As time passed, the symptoms of poisoning became more and more serious, and their movements became slower and slower.

"Found it!" the woman exclaimed in surprise. In a corner, they found some tough vines.

Everyone quickly weaved the vines into a rope. Zhang Hao fixed one end of the rope to a huge rock, and then carefully slid to the other side of the abyss.

When he successfully reached the other side, he pulled the rope tight and the others slid over one by one.

Just as the last person was about to reach the other side, the rope suddenly broke.

"Ah!" The man screamed and fell down.

Zhang Hao was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Everyone collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, their hearts filled with relief at having survived the disaster...