Rise of the Otherworld.

The roar outside the ruins grew louder, as if the entire earth were trembling. Everyone quickly put away the joy of their increased power and took precautions. Zhang Hao, his gaze fixed on the direction of the ruins' gate, shouted, "Everyone, be careful! No matter who comes, we must not let them disrupt our plan to protect the continent."

With a flash of intense light, the gate to the ruins was blasted open by a powerful force. Amidst the thick cloud of dust, a massive figure slowly emerged. When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone could clearly see the newcomer: a towering giant, several dozen feet tall, his body covered in black scales that shimmered with an eerie, faint light. His eyes burned like blood-red flames, emitting an aura of bloodlust and brutality. He wielded a massive mace, covered in sharp spikes, each dripping with a black liquid that emitted a sickening odor.

"You lowly ants, how dare you get your hands on this power!" The giant's voice was like thunder, echoing in the hall and making everyone's eardrums hurt.

Zhang Hao was undaunted. He took a step forward and shouted, "We acquired this power to protect the continent. And you, with your ill intentions, don't even think about taking anything from us!"

The giant laughed wildly, his voice filled with disdain. "Protecting the continent? Just you? What a joke! Only I can truly control this power. It will help me rule this continent and make all living things prostrate at my feet!"

With that, the giant swung his mace and smashed it down on the crowd. The mace whipped up a gust of wind, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to rip apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound. The force of this blow was astonishing; anyone caught in it would be shattered to pieces.

The mysterious man reacted quickly, harnessing his earth-based spiritual energy to build a thick earth wall before the crowd. The wall towered into the sky, its surface engraved with runes, emanating a powerful defensive force. However, the giant's mace was too powerful. With a single strike, the wall collapsed, disintegrating into countless rubble.

Ling Yu harnessed his wind power and flashed towards the giant like a bolt of blue lightning. A wind blade shone in his hand, gleaming with a cold gleam and razor-sharp. He channeled all his strength into the blade and stabbed it towards the giant's eyes. Sensing danger, the giant leaned slightly, and the blade grazed his scales, leaving only a faint mark.

The woman cast an ice spell, condensing a thick layer of ice under the giant's feet, attempting to restrict his movement. At the same time, she manipulated ice spikes, shooting them at the giant like sharp arrows. The giant paid no attention. He stomped his foot hard, shattering the ice instantly and deflecting the spikes with his scales.

The old man swung his staff, unleashing a massive column of flame. Like a roaring fire dragon, it charged towards the giant, carrying a billowing wave of heat. The giant opened his mouth, spewing a puff of black smoke. The smoke collided with the flames, instantly devouring them, leaving only a pungent smell.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao knew he couldn't fight the giant head-on; he had to find his weakness. He carefully observed the giant's movements and found that although he was powerful, he was also a little slow. So, he shouted, "Everyone, spread out your attacks. Don't confront him head-on. Find his weakness!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly dispersed, attacking the giant from different directions. Ling Yu continuously released wind blades in the sky, disrupting the giant's vision; the mysterious man manipulated stone pillars to rise from the ground, attacking the giant's legs; the woman used ice magic to create various ice traps; and the old man continuously released powerful fire spells, trying to consume the giant's physical strength.

The giant, somewhat irritated by the attacks, roared and swung his mace repeatedly, attempting to strike them. But the crowd, with their agility and tacit coordination, repeatedly dodged the giant's attacks. However, the giant's defense was truly astonishing, and most of the crowd's attacks only caused him minor damage.

Just as everyone was getting anxious, Zhang Hao noticed that every time the giant swung his mace, a crack appeared in the scales under his armpits. He had a thought, thinking that this might be the giant's weakness...