Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu brought Tang Feng and other core disciples to the front of the sect. Facing the arrogant leaders of several small sects, he looked stern. The sunlight shone on his tense face, reflecting his resolute outline and the anger burning in his eyes.

"Humph, you guys who are taking advantage of the situation, do you really think that I, the Zhen Wang Sect, am easy to bully?" Lin Yu shouted angrily. His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the air, with endless majesty and anger.

One of the leaders said sarcastically: "Lin Yu, the Zhenwang Sect is now seriously injured. If you are sensible, hand over the treasure quickly to avoid the disaster of extermination of the entire family." There was a greedy and complacent smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of the Zhenwang Sect's surrender.

Lin Yu sneered: "How dare you speak so arrogantly? Even if my Zhenwang Sect only has one soldier left, it will not surrender to a group of rabble like you. If you dare to provoke me today, you must be prepared to fight back!" His eyes swept across the other party like a sharp sword, making the disciples of those small sects feel a chill in their hearts.

Tang Feng echoed from the side: "If you want to steal the treasure of my sect, first ask the sword in my hand if it agrees!" He drew out his long sword, and the sword body flashed a cold light in the sunlight, as if it was eager to fight.

The disciples of the smaller sects began to stir. They had originally thought that the True King Sect would be vulnerable after such a great battle, but now they were overwhelmed by the aura of the True King Sect members. However, their sect leaders were unwilling to give up.

"Don't waste time talking to them, just charge in!" a sect leader gritted his teeth and ordered. He brandished his weapon, trying to drive the disciples forward.

The disciples of the small sect bravely rushed towards the True King Sect. Their steps were hesitant, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

Lin Yu flashed and took the lead in meeting the enemy. His sword skills were sharp and swift, like a torrential downpour. In the blink of an eye, he knocked down several enemies who rushed in front of him. Blood splattered, staining his clothes red, but his eyes became more determined.

Not willing to be outdone, Tang Feng led the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect in a valiant resistance. "Brothers, for the honor of the sect, kill!" His voice resounded through the sky, inspiring every disciple.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. They're just at the end of their rope!" The small sect leader continued to encourage his disciples. However, a hint of panic and uneasiness appeared in his voice.

However, the disciples of the True King Sect shared a common hatred for the enemy, their fighting spirit undiminished. Working in perfect harmony, some charging forward while others defended from behind, they repeatedly repelled the attacks of the smaller sects. Each attack was laced with fury and determination, and each defense was as solid as a rock.

During the battle, Lin Yu discovered the opponent's leader's weakness and stabbed him with a sword, injuring him. "Ah!" The leader screamed and retreated repeatedly. His face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Seeing this, the other sect leaders felt timid. "How can the True King Sect still be so powerful?" They began to regret their impulsiveness and greed.

Seeing their leader injured, the disciples of the smaller sects' morale plummeted and they began to retreat. Their already shaky faith now completely collapsed, and they simply wanted to escape this terrifying place as quickly as possible.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Lin Yu shouted. He led the disciples of the True King Sect to pursue the victory, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe.

The disciples of the True King Sect were like tigers among a flock of sheep, defeating the smaller sects. Their cries of killing echoed throughout the valley, terrifying the enemy.

In the end, several small sects fled in panic, leaving behind a mess and the corpses of the enemies on the battlefield.

"Master, we've won!" the disciples cheered. Their faces were filled with joy and pride of victory, and their eyes sparkled with tears of excitement.

Lin Yu did not relax at all. He looked at the direction where the enemy fled and said solemnly: "This is only a temporary victory. There will be more challenges waiting for us in the future. Everyone must not take it lightly. We must continue to work hard to practice, strengthen our strength, and defend our sect."

Everyone nodded, their eyes full of determination.

After this battle, the reputation of the Zhenwang Sect spread throughout the surrounding areas again, but at the same time, it also attracted the attention of more powerful forces.