Rise of the Otherworld.

In this critical moment, Zhang Hao quickly calmed down. His eyes became resolute, shining like stars in the cold night. He knew that panic would only make the situation more critical. He had to remain calm to find a glimmer of hope. His eyes darted around, scanning every corner, searching for any possible way out.

Suddenly, his keen eyes noticed a tiny groove on one side of the stone door. The groove had a strange shape, like a constellation in the night sky, exuding a mysterious aura, seemingly matching the mysterious stone they had previously retrieved from the Flame Tiger. At that moment, a glimmer of hope surged in his heart.

"Everyone, hold on! I'll see if this stone can open the stone door!" Zhang Hao shouted as he quickly pulled out a stone from his storage bag and rushed towards the stone door without hesitation. His figure was like a flash of lightning, piercing the tense and suffocating atmosphere.

The mysterious man and the old man heard Zhang Hao's cry and instantly understood his intention. They exchanged a look of determination. The mysterious man waved his hands, muttering something, and the already towering earthen wall rose and thickened again, like an impenetrable fortress, blocking the endless stream of spiritual arrows from behind. The old man's eyes widened, and the staff in his hand shone with a dazzling light, unleashing even more powerful lightning. The lightning woven through the air, forming a dense electric grid that shattered the approaching arrows with a crackling sound, buying Zhang Hao precious time.

Lingyu and the woman were also busy, knowing full well that every second counted. Lingyu endured the pain from his injured arm, beads of sweat covering his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He waved his hands rapidly, controlling his wind energy and forming a vortex of wind around them. The vortex roared, sucking in some of the arrows that had escaped the net and flinging them away. The woman once again cast an ice spell, her hands flashing with a cold light, forming a thick ice shield in front of the earth wall. The ice shield was crystal clear, emitting a biting chill, further strengthening the defense.

Zhang Hao ran to the stone door, his heart beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He took a deep breath and placed the stone into the groove. As soon as the stone was inserted, it emitted a soft light, like the light before dawn. However, the stone door showed no signs of opening, and his heart instantly rose to his throat again. Zhang Hao frowned, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He tried to input spiritual power to guide the spiritual power between the stone and the stone door to resonate. With the infusion of spiritual power, the stone glowed brighter, and the stone door began to tremble slightly, emitting a low roaring sound.

At that moment, a flaw appeared in the rear defenses. A spiritual arrow pierced through the triple defenses of earth wall, ice shield, and wind vortex, and like a bullet, shot towards Zhang Hao. In that instant, time seemed to freeze. Seeing this, Ling Yu rushed forward without hesitation, without a trace of hesitation or retreat. He blocked the arrow with his body, and with a "puff" sound, the arrow pierced his chest deeply.

"Ling Yu!" Everyone exclaimed, their voices filled with shock and worry. Ling Yu groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes red, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, not falling down.

Zhang Hao's heart tightened, as if gripped by an invisible hand. He knew he couldn't afford to lose focus at this moment; he had to open the stone door as soon as possible. He closed his eyes, banishing all distractions, concentrating his mind and exerting all his spiritual power. Finally, with his unwavering efforts, the stone door slowly swung open. A ray of hope shone through the crack.

"Hurry!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice filled with urgency and determination. Everyone supported the injured Ling Yu and quickly passed through the stone gate. The stone gate slowly closed behind them with a heavy sound, blocking the rain of spiritual energy arrows.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment. They immediately gathered around Ling Yu and began to examine his injuries. Ling Yu's injuries were extremely serious. The spiritual arrow contained such powerful force that it nearly pierced his body. Blood gushed out from the wound, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

The woman quickly cast a healing spell, and her hands emitted a soft light that enveloped Lingyu's body. Under the light, Lingyu's wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. His frown gradually relaxed, and his painful expression eased.

The mysterious man looked at Lingyu, his eyes full of admiration and emotion, and said: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise we would all be in danger." There was a hint of trembling in his voice, as if he had not fully recovered from the thrill just now.

Ling Yu smiled weakly, forcing a smile on his pale face: "We are a team and should take care of each other." Although his voice was weak, it was full of determination and strength.

After Lingyu's injuries stabilized somewhat, everyone rested for a moment before continuing on their journey. At the end of the passageway, a vast hall appeared, brimming with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Strange patterns and symbols painted on the surrounding walls seemed to tell stories from the distant past. Ancient artifacts filled the hall, some emitting a faint glow, while others lay quietly, as if slumbering for millennia. In the center, a stone platform rested upon a crystal ball emitting a strange light. The crystal ball's light shone, a dreamlike interweaving of colors, seemingly containing endless mysteries, captivating everyone's attention...