Rise of the Otherworld.

The stone beast, like a moving mountain, rushed toward the crowd with the force of thunder. The earth trembled violently beneath its feet, as if unable to bear the weight. Zhang Hao showed no fear. With a gleam of determination in his eyes, he charged forward to meet the stone beast. The longsword in his hand gleamed with a cold, chilling light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness. Capitalizing on the beast's momentum, he leaped with all his might, swift as an eagle, and lunged at the beast's head with such force that it threatened to pierce its skull in an instant.

The stone beast seemed to sense the mortal danger. Its massive forelimbs, like a pair of massive hammers, suddenly rose high and struck Zhang Hao with a tremendous force. The blow contained astonishing power, enough to shatter the boulder into dust. Zhang Hao dodged the stone beast's attack with a swift, airborne movement, like a swallow, deftly avoiding the beast's attack. Simultaneously, he slashed with his sword, leaving a shallow mark on the beast's hard forelimbs. Stone chips flew, accompanied by the beast's furious roar of pain. The sound resonated like thunder, reverberating in the air and piercing everyone's eardrums.

The stone beast was furious. Its tail, like a thick steel whip, swept towards Zhang Hao with lightning speed. Zhang Hao reacted quickly, quickly unleashing his skills. His steps were nimble, and he retreated as fast as a ghost. The whip-like tail brushed against the edge of his clothes, stirring up a strong wind and a nauseating fishy smell.

The mysterious man seized the opportunity, quickly forming hand seals with his hands and muttering a series of ancient and mysterious incantations. Instantly, icicles shot up from the ground like mushrooms after a rain, shooting towards the stone beast. Like rows of sharp arrows, the icicles whistled as they sliced ​​through the air and pierced the stone beast fiercely. However, the stone beast's surface was incredibly hard, like an indestructible armor. The icicles only left a few white marks on its body, like a dragonfly skimming the water, failing to cause any substantial damage.

Ling Yu wasn't to be outdone. His figure was like a flash of black lightning, darting around the stone beast. In the blink of an eye, he was behind the stone beast, the dagger in his hand flashing with a cold light, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper in the dark night, stabbing at the stone beast's leg joint. The stone beast sensed the attack from behind, and it suddenly turned with astonishing speed, biting down at Ling Yu fiercely, its bloody mouth seeming to swallow Ling Yu whole. Ling Yu quickly dodged to the side, and the stone beast's teeth grazed the corner of his clothes, and a sickening stench hit him in the face, making him frown.

The woman and the old man, intently attentive, cast supporting spells, granting everyone defense and strength. The woman's hand shone with a soft, warm glow, like the warm spring sun, enveloping the crowd, as if casting an invisible armor upon them, enhancing their defenses. The old man wielded his staff, the gem atop it gleaming with a mysterious light, as he chanted a lengthy, ancient incantation. As the incantation flowed, a mysterious force infused the crowd's attacks, imbuing them with immense power, as if granting them even greater combat effectiveness.

Zhang Hao charged the stone beast once again, radiating a fearless aura, like a valiant warrior undeterred by any obstacle. This time, he didn't fight alone, but instead worked in close coordination with the mysterious man and Ling Yu, forming a cohesive team. The mysterious man unleashed a powerful earth-based spell. He pressed his hands against the ground, and the ground instantly shook. Rays of earth-yellow light surged from the ground, pinning the stone beast's feet to the ground. The beast struggled, but found its feet clamped like iron pincers, unable to move.

Ling Yu seized the opportunity and lunged again at the stone beast's leg joint. His gaze was resolute, and the dagger in his hand was infused with all his spiritual energy, causing it to glow brightly. He thrust down with all his might. With a thud, the dagger successfully penetrated the stone beast's leg joint, sending a shower of stone chips flying. The stone beast roared in agony, its voice filled with rage and pain. It struggled hard, trying to break free from the earth spell's restraints, and cracks appeared in the ground as it struggled.

Zhang Hao seized the opportunity and leaped high, his figure tracing a graceful arc through the air. The sword in his hand gathered all his strength, its blade gleaming with light, as if condensed with all the power in the world. He stabbed at the stone beast's neck, a relatively vulnerable spot. If successful, this strike would surely inflict fatal damage.

Just as the longsword was about to pierce the stone beast's neck, it suddenly erupted with a powerful force, breaking free from the earth spell. Its body swung violently, like a giant tree in a gust of wind, flinging Zhang Hao away. Zhang Hao traced a long arc through the air, then, like a kite with its string cut, fell heavily to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust. Blood gushed from his mouth, staining the ground in front of him red.

"Zhang Hao!" Everyone exclaimed, their eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

The stone beast took advantage of the crowd's distraction and charged at them once more, its eyes gleaming with fury, like two burning flames. Clearly enraged by the crowd, it attacked even more fiercely this time, each strike carrying overwhelming force, as if to crush them completely. Its momentum, like a surging ocean wave, crashed towards the crowd, plunging them into an unprecedented crisis...