Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone rested briefly in this temporarily safe spot. Zhang Hao sat on a rock, gazing deeply into the distance, his thoughts swirling. His eyes revealed fatigue, but more so, determination and unyielding spirit. A gentle breeze rustled his messy hair, but he was oblivious.

The woman gently patted the little girl, letting her drift off to sleep in her warm embrace. The little girl's face still wore the fatigue of battle, yet there was an indescribable tranquility. Her breathing was even and steady, as if she had forgotten all the dangers that had come before. The woman's eyes were filled with tenderness and care, like the warm spring sun, gently shining on the little girl.

Lingyu and the mysterious man patrolled the area, ensuring no new dangers approached. Lingyu's steps were light and his eyes were sharp, not missing a single movement. The mysterious man was nimble, his dagger in hand, ready to respond to any emergency.

The old man meticulously tended to everyone's wounds, his technique skillful and gentle. Every movement was filled with care, as if he were handling his most cherished treasure. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, but he paid no heed, focused solely on alleviating the pain.

"This journey has been full of twists and turns. I wonder how many unknown dangers await us ahead," the woman sighed softly. There was a hint of worry in her voice, and her eyes revealed a sense of uncertainty about the future.

Zhang Hao turned his head slightly and looked at the woman, "But as long as we unite, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome." His voice was firm and powerful, as if declaring their determination to everyone.

The mysterious man walked over and said, "The appearance of those mysterious people is definitely not accidental. They must be planning some big conspiracy." His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with thought.

Ling Yu also agreed, "That's right, we must find the core of the ruins as soon as possible and figure out everything." His tone was urgent, and the talisman in his hand unconsciously clenched.

The old man bandaged the last wound and stood up. "Everyone, take a good rest and recover your strength so that you will have the energy to face the next challenge." His voice was steady and heavy, bringing a sense of peace of mind to everyone.

Everyone nodded, found a comfortable place to sit down, closed their eyes, and adjusted their breathing. The air was filled with a sense of tranquility, with only the occasional sound of the breeze and the gentle breathing of the crowd.

After a while, the little girl woke up, blinking her big eyes and looking at the people around her, her eyes full of curiosity and dependence.

"Sister, I'm hungry." The little girl whispered. Her voice was so clear and childish that it made people feel pity for her.

The woman smiled and took out some dry food from the package and handed it to the little girl, "Come, eat something first." Her movements were gentle and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Everyone also began to eat dry food to replenish their energy. Although the dry food was simple, it seemed particularly delicious at this time.

"Once we've rested, we'll continue our journey," Zhang Hao said. His voice broke the brief silence and lifted everyone's spirits.

After eating their rations, everyone felt much more energetic. They packed their bags, checked their weapons and equipment, and prepared to set out on their journey again.

"Let's go." Zhang Hao stood up, and everyone packed up their things and set off on their journey again.

They walked along a narrow path, flanked by lush green trees. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, creating patches of light. Birds sang cheerfully in the branches, as if bidding them farewell.

"Everyone, be careful. There's something amiss in this place," the old man suddenly said. There was a hint of alarm in his voice, and everyone's nerves instantly tensed.

Everyone immediately became alert, carefully observing their surroundings. The air around them seemed to grow heavier, giving people a sense of invisible pressure.

Suddenly, a fog came from the front, instantly enveloping them. The fog was so thick that it was almost invisible, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

"Stay calm, don't get separated!" Zhang Hao shouted. His voice echoed in the fog, trying to bring a sense of security to everyone.

However, the fog grew thicker and thicker, blurring everyone's vision. They could only hear each other's voices but could not see each other clearly.

"Zhang Hao, where are you?" There was a hint of panic in the woman's voice.

"I'm here, don't panic, just come closer slowly!" Zhang Hao responded.

Lingyu tried to cast a spell to dispel the fog, but found that his spell was ineffective in the fog.

The mysterious man groped his way forward relying on his keen intuition.

Just as everyone was in chaos, a sinister laugh was heard from the fog...