Rise of the Otherworld.

The two sides remained deadlocked, the atmosphere growing increasingly tense. The men behind the tall man were eager to make a move, their eyes flickering with vigilance and hostility, like a pack of wolves about to pounce on their prey. The weapons in their hands reflected a cold gleam in the sunlight, a chilling sensation.

Zhang Hao's brow furrowed, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly as his brain raced, pondering how to resolve this crisis. His gaze was firm and calm, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the other person's expression and movements.

At this moment, Qingyu spoke again: "Brother, we really have no intention of making enemies with you. Please forgive us if we have offended you." His voice was gentle and sincere, with a calming power.

The man snorted coldly: "Han? That's easy for you to say! You have unknown origins, how can we believe you so easily?" His eyes were still full of suspicion and vigilance. He stared at everyone closely, not missing any slight movement.

The woman hurriedly said, "We are just travelers in this world who have experienced many hardships. We really have no ill intentions." There was a hint of pleading in her voice, and her beautiful face was full of sincerity.

The little girl hid behind the woman, revealing a pair of frightened eyes. Her small body kept shaking, and she tightly grasped the corner of the woman's clothes.

The old man also stepped forward, bowed slightly and said, "My dear friends, we are just borrowing this place to rest for a while and will leave soon." His voice was old and hoarse, with deep fatigue.

The tall man glanced at the crowd, remaining unmoved. His gaze lingered on them for a moment, as if judging the truth of their words.

Just when the situation was about to get out of control, Ling Yu suddenly took out an item from his arms and said, "This is a treasure we accidentally obtained. I would like to present it to you. Please only give us a way out." His voice was a little reluctant, but more determined.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the treasure, which emitted a faint glow, like twinkling stars in the night sky. Its surface was intricately carved with patterns, seemingly imbued with boundless mystical power. It was clear at first glance that it was no ordinary object.

A hint of greed flashed in the tall man's eyes, but he quickly regained his vigilance: "Although this treasure is good, it is not enough for us to completely trust you." Although his voice was still tough, his tone had softened a little.

Qingyu took the opportunity to say, "How about this, we can make a vow that if we do anything that is detrimental to you, we will be punished by heaven." His eyes were clear and firm, making people believe his words involuntarily.

The man hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll trust you this time today. But you must leave quickly and don't let us meet you again." He waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to put down their weapons.

Everyone felt relieved and quickly packed up to leave.

On the way out, Zhang Hao said to Ling Yu, "Isn't it a pity to throw away the treasure you took out?" There was a trace of regret on his face.

Ling Yu smiled slightly: "It's just a material possession. It's worth it if it can buy everyone's safety." There was no regret in his eyes, only concern for his companions.

The group continued on their way, cautiously moving forward. The road beneath their feet was bumpy and uneven, flanked by lush trees. The occasional chirping of birds only added to the silence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at a bustling town. Its walls were tall and sturdy, its gates wide open, and the bustling city was bustling with people. The streets were lined with stalls of all kinds, and the vendors shouted their wares loudly. Some sold exquisite jewelry, some sold delicious food, and even all sorts of magical artifacts.

The group decided to stop here for a while to replenish some supplies. They walked into the town and looked around curiously.

However, as soon as they entered the town, they attracted some attention. Several people in black robes were whispering in a corner, their eyes occasionally glancing at them. One of them quietly left, apparently to report a situation.

Zhang Hao felt a little uneasy: "Everyone be careful, we might be in trouble again."

The woman hugged the little girl tightly, looking nervous.

The old man observed the surrounding situation vigilantly.

At this moment, a group of people who looked like soldiers walked towards them...