Rebirth in Another World: The Ultimate Legend

After a brief reunion, the atmosphere quickly became serious and tense. Everyone understood that the upcoming battle would be a difficult test, and they all began to make final preparations for the battle to come.

Lin Yu carefully took out the map from his package, laid it flat on a relatively flat stone, and studied the route carefully. His brows furrowed slightly, forming a deep "川" shape, his eyes focused and serious, as if he wanted to engrave every detail of the map into his mind.

"According to this map, we need to traverse this thorny jungle and then climb over that treacherous mountain peak to reach the lair of the dark forces," Lin Yu said in a low, solemn voice, pointing to the marks on the map. His finger moved across the map, each mark carrying a heavy responsibility.

Zhao Ling'er methodically organized the luggage, neatly stacking essential medicines to one side and carefully categorizing food to ensure everyone could receive timely supplies along the way. Her movements were gentle and meticulous, her eyes revealing determination and seriousness.

Lin Feng stood to the side, carefully examining his weapon. His longsword gleamed coldly in the sunlight. He gently stroked the blade, as if communicating with it. Then, he swung it a few times, feeling its weight and balance. A satisfied expression appeared on his face as he muttered to himself, "Old buddy, this time it's all up to you."

Old Wang hoisted the heavy broadsword onto his shoulder, gave it a vigorous shake, and shouted, "Is everyone ready? This journey won't be easy, so we all need to be on our toes!" His voice was loud and powerful, full of inspiring energy.

Xiaohua's face was also resolute. She gripped the short sword tightly in her hand, her eyes showing no fear, and said, "I'm not afraid. I will fight to the end with everyone!" Her young face was full of stubbornness and courage.

Lin Yu looked at everyone, his eyes filled with trust and expectation, nodded, and said loudly, "Alright, let's go!"

The group resolutely stepped into the thorny thicket. The thicket was dense with thorns, forming a natural barrier. The dense thorns mercilessly tore their clothes, and the sharp thorns left bloody marks on their skin, but no one retreated. They all gritted their teeth and pressed on resolutely.

Lin Yu led the way, wielding his longsword and forcefully cutting through the thorns in his path. His movements were swift and powerful, each swing accompanied by a spray of sweat. Zhao Ling'er followed closely behind, her eyes constantly watching over her companions, frequently bandaging the wounds of those who were injured. Her hands moved quickly and gently, every action filled with care.

Lin Feng vigilantly surveyed his surroundings, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, not missing a single movement. His body was tense, ready to respond to any possible enemy attack at any moment.

Old Wang walked at the back of the group, loudly encouraging everyone: "Keep going, we'll be through this jungle soon!" His voice echoed through the jungle, bringing everyone boundless strength.

Xiaohua gritted her teeth and tried her best to keep up with everyone. Although her steps were a little unsteady, an indomitable flame always burned in her eyes.

After a difficult trek, they finally emerged from the thorny thicket. By then, everyone was exhausted, their clothes were tattered, and their faces and hands were covered in wounds.

"Everyone, take a break and replenish your energy," Lin Yu said. His voice carried a hint of fatigue, but more than anything, it showed his concern for everyone.

Everyone sat down, panting heavily. Sweat streamed down their faces and dripped onto the dry ground.

Just then, a strange sound came from afar. The sound was like the wind, or perhaps the roar of some creature, and it sounded particularly eerie in the silent mountain forest.

Lin Yu immediately stood up, gripped his longsword tightly, and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.