Rise of the Otherworld.

After Lin Yu led his disciples through the enemy's weak link, the situation improved slightly, but the two sides remained deadlocked. The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the cries of killing and screams intertwined, making people feel as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping their hearts. In the chaos, broken limbs were everywhere, and blood dyed the ground red, forming a bloody swamp.

Lin Yu's brows furrowed, his mind racing as he pondered a strategy to defeat the enemy. His eyes, sharp as an eagle, scanned the chaotic battlefield, trying to find the enemy's weakness. His clothes were soaked in blood, his hair was messy and stuck to his cheeks, but his posture remained upright, like an unshakable mountain.

"Master, this is not a solution. Our disciples are suffering more and more casualties." An elder, covered in blood, ran to Lin Yu and said. His voice was trembling and anxious, and the wrinkles on his face were deepened by pain and worry. One of his arms was injured, and blood kept dripping down his sleeve, but he didn't bother to bandage it. He was full of the unfavorable situation of the battle.

Lin Yu looked around at the horrific battle scene, his heart filled with anxiety. Countless True King Sect disciples lay in pools of blood, their eyes filled with a longing for life and anticipation of victory. Some disciples were still groaning in pain, while others had already closed their eyes forever. Lin Yu felt as if a heavy burden was weighing on his shoulders. If he couldn't come up with a solution quickly, the True King Sect might face catastrophic disaster.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. "We must concentrate our forces on attacking the enemy's command center. If we disrupt their command, they will inevitably lose their composure." His voice was firm and powerful, like a beacon in the darkness. His eyes revealed a determination and courage that lifted everyone's spirits.

After saying this, Lin Yu began to reorganize his disciples, selecting the strongest to form a commando team. His gaze was serious and solemn as he looked at these brave disciples. "This operation is extremely dangerous, but as long as we succeed, we can turn the tide of the war. The honor and future of the Zhenwang Sect rests in our hands!" Lin Yu looked at the crowd with a firm gaze. His eyes were filled with trust and encouragement, making every disciple's blood boil.

"We obey the Sect Master's orders!" everyone shouted in unison. Their voices resounded through the heavens, brimming with fearless courage and unwavering faith. Though wounded and exhausted, these disciples' eyes burned with an unyielding fire, vowing to fight their way out for the Sect.

Lin Yu personally led the assault team, and under the cover of other disciples, rushed towards the enemy's command center. Their figures were looming in the smoke, as fast as an arrow from a string.

Along the way, enemies desperately blocked their way. Swords clashed, spells flashed, and the enemy surged like a tide, trying to block their advance.

"Kill!" Lin Yu led the charge, his sword wielding an unstoppable momentum, like a dragon emerging from the sea. His swordsmanship was fierce, each strike imbued with the determination to kill. Wherever the sword flashed, enemies fell, blood splattering. He weaved through the enemy horde as if entering an empty space.

Just as they were about to approach the command center, enemy masters rushed out to try to stop them.

"Don't even think about getting through!" an enemy master shouted. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he exuded a powerful aura. He swung his massive battle axe, stirring up a gust of wind.

Lin Yu sneered, "Let's give it a try!" He didn't flinch, but charged at the enemy master. A fierce, life-or-death duel ensued, each move imbued with power and skill. Lin Yu's sword clashed with the enemy's axe, producing a sharp sound and sending sparks flying.

Lin Yu dodged the enemy's blow with a flash, and stabbed the enemy's vitals with a backhanded sword. The enemy master reacted quickly and dodged sideways, but was still scratched on the arm by Lin Yu.

"Damn it!" The enemy master roared and attacked Lin Yu even more frantically.

Lin Yu responded calmly, looking for the enemy's flaws. He had only one belief in his heart, which was to break through the enemy's defense line and disrupt their command.

Under Lin Yu's leadership, the commando disciples also engaged in a desperate fight with the enemy. They cooperated with each other and fought bravely. Some disciples used their bodies to block the enemy's attacks, creating opportunities for their companions; others used all their strength to deal the enemy a fatal blow.

After a fierce battle, Lin Yu finally found the enemy master's weakness and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

"Ah!" The enemy master screamed and fell to the ground.

Lin Yu and the commandos took the opportunity to break through the enemy's defense line and rushed towards the command center.

Can Lin Yu and the commandos successfully break through the enemy's defenses and disrupt their command? What will be the fate of the Zhenwang Sect?