Rise of the Otherworld.

After deciding to adopt the mysterious visitor's plan, the entire True King Sect sprang into action. Lin Yu personally directed his disciples to set traps at key locations throughout the sect. The sunlight shone on his serious and focused face, reflecting beads of sweat.

"We need to reinforce the trap here to ensure it can deliver a fatal blow to the enemy." Lin Yu instructed his disciples while busying himself. His eyes were sharp, and he didn't miss any possible loopholes. The disciples obeyed his orders, and their hands moved more quickly and cautiously. The heavy wood and sharp spikes gradually formed a deadly trap in their hands.

Tang Feng led a team of disciples in collecting and preparing various battle supplies. He was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare slack off for even a moment. In the warehouse, mountains of elixirs, weapons, and armor were distributed and sorted in an orderly manner under Tang Feng's command.

"Everyone, hurry up! The more prepared we are, the more chance we have of winning!" Tang Feng shouted. His voice echoed throughout the warehouse, spurring every disciple to quicken their movements.

Meanwhile, the mysterious visitor wasn't idle either. Drawing on his understanding of the mysterious forces, he provided valuable advice on the Zhenwang Sect's defense strategy. He gestured in front of the sect's map, his fingers constantly gesturing.

"The enemy is likely to attack from this direction. We must strengthen our defenses here," the visitor said, pointing to a spot on the map. His eyes revealed a familiarity and vigilance with the enemy. The elders of the True King Sect gathered around him, nodding frequently and quickly making deployments according to his instructions.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the True King Sect was filled with traps and fortifications. While seemingly peaceful, the sect harbored a hidden danger. A massive rope stretched across the valley, triggering a cascade of boulders. Poison arrow traps were hidden in the woods, unleashing a volley of arrows at the slightest misstep. The sect's walls were covered in spikes and hot oil, ready to deliver a crushing blow to the enemy.

However, during this intense preparation process, things were not all smooth sailing.

A disciple accidentally triggered the trap while setting it. With a whoosh, a sharp arrow flew out and almost hit him. The disciple turned pale with fear and stood there in a daze.

"Be careful! Don't let anything go wrong before the enemy arrives!" the supervising elder reprimanded sternly. His face was gloomy, and he was filled with worry, fearing that such a mistake would affect the entire plan.

After learning about this, Lin Yu said seriously: "Everyone must be extremely alert. Any small mistake may lead to a total loss. We are responsible for the life and death of the Zhenwang Sect, and we must not be careless in the slightest!" Lin Yu's voice was firm and powerful, making everyone present feel the weight of responsibility.

After several days of meticulous preparation, the True King Sect finally completed all its arrangements. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on every corner of the sect, adding a semblance of tranquility to this crisis-ridden place.

Everyone stood inside the sect, looking at the fruits of their labor, feeling both nervous and expectant.

"I hope our preparations can effectively resist the enemy's attack," a disciple muttered to himself, his eyes filled with both fear of battle and desire for victory.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and the enemy army gradually closed in. The dark mass was like the dark clouds before a storm, which made people breathless.

"Prepare for battle!" Lin Yu shouted loudly. His voice broke the brief silence, and the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect tightened their weapons and prepared for battle.

The Zhen Wang Sect is about to face a life-and-death battle. Can their plan successfully repel the enemy? What will be the fate of the Zhen Wang Sect?