Rise of the Otherworld.

The tremors in the cave intensified, as if the heart of the earth was beating frantically, like a volcano poised to erupt. Everyone huddled together, each clearly aware of their rapid breathing and pounding heartbeats. Everyone's nerves were strained to the bone, like strings about to snap. As the tremors continued, rocks began to fall from the cave ceiling, first like scattered raindrops, then like a dense hail of arrows, sending up clouds of dust and choking the ground, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

"What the hell is going on here?" Ling Yu shouted, his voice muffled amid the clamor, as if partially swallowed by the terrifying vibrations. His eyes revealed anxiety and uneasiness, and he unconsciously clenched his weapon.

Zhang Hao's brow furrowed, his thick eyebrows twisted into a knot. His gaze scanned the cave, trying to pinpoint the source of the vibrations. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, capturing every glimmer. "Whatever it is, prepare for battle!" He spoke, quickly drawing his sword. The blade gleamed with a cold light, like a meteor twinkling in the night sky, illuminating his resolute face. At this moment, he was like a towering mountain, offering a sense of security to everyone.

The mysterious man rapidly formed hand seals, and streams of spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, dancing like nimble spirits. His eyes were focused and determined, and he muttered to himself, ready to unleash his magic at any moment, striking the unknown threat head-on. The woman and the old man were also not afraid to slack off, gathering their spiritual energy and casting supporting spells to enhance the defense of the group. Their hands radiated a soft light, like warm sunlight, enveloping everyone and bringing a sense of security.

Suddenly, one side of the cave wall collapsed with a thud, sending a cloud of dust and smoke billowing like a sudden sandstorm. The smoke obscured the sky, making it nearly impossible to see anything around. A gigantic monster slowly emerged from the ruins. Resembling a pangolin, its body covered in a thick layer of black scales, tightly knit together like an impenetrable armor. The edges of the scales gleamed with a sharp gleam, as if they could easily cut through anything. Its head resembled a massive cone, pointed and aggressive. Its two red eyes gleamed like lanterns, their bloodthirsty light piercing the fear within. It opened its bloody maw and unleashed a deafening roar that echoed through the cave like rolling thunder, and a nauseating stench of putridity filled the air.

"What kind of monster is this? I've never seen one before!" The woman covered her mouth and nose, a trace of fear in her eyes. Her body trembled slightly, and the magic light in her hand also shook. It was obvious that she was frightened by this sudden monster.

The mysterious man said solemnly, "It seems that this should be the last line of defense to protect the spirit pearl. Its strength should not be underestimated, everyone must be careful." His voice was low and powerful, echoing in everyone's ears like a bell, making everyone realize how serious the crisis before them was.

Zhang Hao rushed forward first, his figure like an arrow from a bow, extremely fast. His longsword swung in his hand, creating a sharp gust of wind, and a stream of sword energy shot towards the monster. The sword energy, like a flash of silver lightning, sliced ​​through the air with a sizzling sound as it hurtled towards the monster. However, the monster did not dodge, as if it had absolute confidence in its defenses. The scales on its body instantly stood up, forming a stronger layer of defense, as if the scales were forged from the strongest steel. The sword energy struck the scales, only sending out a string of dazzling sparks, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, but it failed to cause any substantial damage to the monster.

Seeing this, the monster suddenly rushed forward, as fast as the wind, as if it had teleported. Its head was like a sharp blade, crashing towards Zhang Hao with such force that it seemed to crush him to dust. Zhang Hao was startled and quickly dodged to the side, his movements nimble and agile, like a cheetah. The monster's attack grazed the edge of his clothes, but the powerful impact still knocked him to the ground. He rolled several times on the ground before barely stabilizing himself, a trace of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

The mysterious man seized the opportunity and thrust his hands forward. A massive ice wall instantly rose before the monster. Crystal clear, it radiated a biting chill, like an impenetrable fortress. The monster couldn't hold back and crashed headfirst into the wall. With a resounding bang, cracks appeared in the wall, spreading like a spiderweb, sending shards of ice flying. But at least it temporarily stopped the monster's attack, buying everyone precious time.

Ling Yu took advantage of this moment and, like a ghost, slithered behind the monster. His figure was light and agile, like a ghost in the night. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light, and he stabbed fiercely at the monster's tail. However, the monster reacted extremely quickly, as if it had eyes on its back. Its tail swung violently, like a steel whip, and with a whirring sound, it whipped Ling Yu away. Ling Yu traced an arc in the air, and like a kite with a broken string, he fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground in front of him red.

The woman and the old man's spells also rained down upon the monster, flashing like brilliant fireworks. However, the monster's defenses were so strong that these attacks only caused it to pause briefly, without causing significant damage. It remained fierce and aggressive, as if these attacks were merely a tickle.

"This won't work! We have to find a way to break its defenses!" Zhang Hao shouted as he climbed up from the ground. His voice was firm and powerful, filled with an unyielding fighting spirit. Although blood still clung to the corner of his mouth, his eyes remained determined, as if to tell the monster that they would not give up easily.

The mysterious man dodged the monster's attacks while pondering a strategy. His eyes betrayed concentration and intelligence, his mind racing. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope in the darkness. He said, "The monster's eyes are its weak point! Let's find a way to attack them. Perhaps it will work." His voice, though soft, was remarkably clear in the tense atmosphere, like a shot of hope for everyone.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately adjusted their tactics. Zhang Hao rushed towards the monster again, his eyes determined, like a burning flame, attracting its attention. The mysterious man gathered powerful spells on the side. His hands quickly formed seals, and spiritual power surged around him like a surging wave, ready to deal a fatal blow to the monster. Ling Yu endured the pain, a determined light flashing in his eyes, waiting for the best time to attack. The woman and the old man continued to cast spells, the light flashing, interfering with the monster's actions and creating opportunities for everyone. Their spells were like stars, and although they could not cause fatal damage to the monster, they could slow the monster's movements, creating favorable conditions for attacking its eyes...