Rise of the Otherworld.

In this narrow passage filled with thick smoke and fear, everyone's steps became heavier, but the desire to survive supported them to move forward.

Zhang Hao stood up again. Though the pain from his injuries pierced his bones with every movement, he gritted his teeth and swung his sword again at the spider. His eyes were filled with determination, veins bulging on his forehead, and the sword in his hand felt like a thousand pounds of weight. "Puff!" The blade sank into the spider's body, and black blood spurted out, splashing Zhang Hao's face. The warm, fishy liquid made him nauseous, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. Taking advantage of the spider's injury, he turned and chased the group ahead.

The woman pulled the little girl along, groping forward in the darkness. Fear and exhaustion slowed the little girl's pace, each step seeming to exhaust all her strength. Her face was pale, tears welling in her eyes, but she struggled to follow the woman. The woman could only constantly encourage her, "Baby, hold on a little longer. We'll be out soon." Her voice was gentle yet firm, giving the little girl a glimmer of courage.

Lingyu and the mysterious man also fought fiercely against the subsequent spiders, buying them more time. The mysterious man's wounds bled profusely from the intense exertion, his clothes soaked with blood, and every movement brought a sharp pain. But his eyes remained firm, as if to say, "As long as I have breath left, I will not let these monsters harm us." Lingyu's strength was nearly exhausted, his breathing rapid. He had replaced the stone in his hand with a branch he had picked up from the ground and was waving it recklessly at the spiders.

The old man stood in the middle of the group, coughing and struggling to maintain his balance. His body was already weak, and now it was even more shaky, but he prayed silently in his heart, hoping for a miracle. His lips were chapped, but his eyes were full of anticipation.

Just when everyone was feeling desperate, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Look! There's light!" Ling Yu shouted excitedly. His voice became hoarse with excitement, and his eyes sparkled with hope.

This glimmer of light was like a beacon in the darkness, instantly igniting hope in everyone's hearts. They quickened their pace, running towards the light. Their steps became lighter, as if they had forgotten the pain and fatigue in their bodies.

As the distance got closer, the light became brighter and brighter, and the passage gradually became wider.

When they finally ran out of the passage, they were stunned by the scene before them.

It was a beautiful valley. Sunlight shone on the grass, and flowers bloomed, their colorful petals swaying gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of fragrance. Birds sang joyfully in the branches, their crisp chirps seeming to welcome them. Under a blue sky and white clouds, surrounded by lush green mountains and clear waters, a clear stream flowed through the valley, gurgling and shimmering. Compared to the darkness and terror they had just experienced, this place was a paradise.

"We're finally out!" The woman burst into tears of joy and hugged the little girl tightly. Her tears flowed freely, dripping onto the little girl's hair. The little girl also hugged the woman tightly, a long-lost smile on her face.

Zhang Hao collapsed to the ground, breathing in the fresh air with a relieved smile on his face. He looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth of the sun, his heart filled with emotion.

However, before they could enjoy this moment of peace, they heard a low roar from deep within the valley. The sound seemed to come from an ancient beast, filled with boundless rage and majesty. Everyone's faces instantly grew solemn.

"What is this?" Ling Yu's voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Hao slowly stood up and tightened his grip on the sword. "No matter what it is, we must face it."

The old man frowned, "Everyone be careful, this sound is unusual."

The woman protected the little girl behind her, her eyes full of vigilance.

The mysterious man quietly approached the direction where the sound came from, wanting to find out what was going on.

As the roar grew closer, the ground began to tremble slightly, and leaves began to fall. Everyone's heart once again rose to their throats...