Rebirth in Another World: The Ultimate Legend

The group of shadowy figures, like phantoms, silently approached the tranquil village under the cover of night. The leader was tall and imposing, like a wolf king in the darkness, exuding a chilling aura. He slightly raised his right hand, the movement concise and sharp, as if conducting a silent symphony.

As soon as the gesture was given, the well-trained shadowy figures behind him seemed to receive a tacit command, quickly and silently scattering in all directions. Their figures appeared and disappeared in the darkness, as if they had blended into the night, making them difficult to detect.

These people seemed like messengers from hell, each wearing a black mask that revealed only pairs of cold, ruthless eyes. Those eyes gleamed with greed, like hungry wolves eyeing their prey, their killing intent undisguised. Their steps were light and steady, each step making no sound in the silent night.

On this quiet night, the shadowy figures, like phantoms, silently surrounded the entire village. Their actions resembled a meticulously planned hunt, every detail carefully considered. Meanwhile, the villagers, oblivious to the impending danger, remained immersed in sweet dreams.

Meanwhile, Lin Yu, having just finished a thorough inspection of the village's fortifications, was walking back with steady steps. As he walked, a sudden, inexplicable, and intense unease welled up within him. This feeling was without reason, yet strangely real, causing him to involuntarily stop and furrow his brow. His usually calm face now appeared unusually grave as he pondered, "Where does this strange feeling come from? Could something unexpected be about to happen? I hope it's just me being overly sensitive and imagining things..." However, that ominous premonition weighed heavily on his heart like a stone, making it difficult for him to shake off.

Zhao Ling'er and Xiao Jinzhi were tidying up their belongings inside when they suddenly heard a slight noise outside. "Sister, did you hear anything?" Zhao Ling'er asked nervously, her eyes wide open, her face full of panic, and her hands unconsciously gripping the clothes in her hands.

Xiao Jinzhi stopped what she was doing and listened carefully. "It sounds like there's movement, it can't be..." Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud "bang," and the village gate was forcefully broken open. The huge noise shattered the tranquility of the night, and dust flew everywhere.

"Not good, enemy attack!" Lin Yu shouted, his expression instantly becoming serious and tense, his eyes revealing determination and courage.

Lin Feng was also jolted awake from his cultivation and immediately grabbed his weapon and rushed out. His face was full of anger as he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, these guys actually dared to launch a sneak attack!"

The villagers were terrified by the sudden turn of events and fled in all directions. The children cried loudly, while the adults were filled with fear, their shouts and cries mingling together.

Lin Yu quickly organized the crowd to resist. "Don't panic, everyone! Stay calm!" His voice was loud and powerful, trying to calm the chaotic villagers down.

Old Wang, hiding in the shadows, watched the chaotic scene with a ferocious expression on his face. He thought to himself, "It's too late now. Lin Yu, Lin Yu, you're in deep trouble. I didn't want this either, but to avenge my family, I have no choice." He gritted his teeth and decided to continue assisting Ouyang Kuishan's men.

Ouyang Kuishan's men surged into the village like a tidal wave, engaging Lin Yu and his group in a fierce battle. Swords clashed, and shouts of battle were deafening. Their faces were contorted with rage as they attacked frantically, like a pack of wild beasts driven mad by rage.

Lin Yu moved swiftly, brandishing his longsword with each strike carrying a fierce momentum, attempting to block the enemy's attack. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his eyes focused and resolute, his heart filled with only one belief: to protect everyone.

Lin Feng was incredibly brave, sweeping his spear to repel wave after wave of enemies, but the enemy's numbers were overwhelming, and they gradually found themselves in a predicament. Lin Feng's breathing became rapid, and he was extremely anxious: "This can't go on, we must find a way to break through."

Zhao Ling'er and Xiao Jinzhi also displayed their respective skills to contribute to the resistance against the enemy. Zhao Ling'er's face was filled with determination as she silently prayed, "We must hold on and prevent anyone from getting hurt." Xiao Jinzhi, on the other hand, fought back while observing the situation and thinking of a solution.

"Haha, Lin Yu, today is your death day!" Accompanied by a wild laugh, Ouyang Kuishan's piercing voice suddenly rang out amidst the chaos. He stood on high ground, looking down triumphantly at the entire battlefield, his eyes revealing a confident and arrogant air of certain victory.

Upon hearing these provocative words, Lin Yu abruptly raised his head, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared intently at Ouyang Kuishan. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Ouyang Kuishan, you despicable and shameless scoundrel! How dare you resort to such underhanded tactics! If you have the guts, fight me fair and square!" However, Ouyang Kuishan remained unfazed by Lin Yu's outburst, instead laughing even more unrestrainedly.

The battlefield was filled with shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons, as the two sides fought fiercely and evenly. Although Lin Yu and his men fought bravely, the enemy was numerous and cunning, and they were gradually wounded. Blood stained their clothes, and their wounds throbbed with pain, but they gritted their teeth and stubbornly resisted wave after wave of enemy attacks, showing no sign of retreat.

Just as the battle reached a stalemate, a figure slipped silently out of the crowd, creeping towards Lin Yu's back. This was Old Wang; his usually honest and simple face was now contorted with a ferocious expression. Taking advantage of Lin Yu's complete focus on the enemy in front, Old Wang swiftly circled behind him like a ghost. His face was filled with ferocity and cruelty; he gripped his weapon tightly, raised it high, and then, without hesitation, thrust it towards Lin Yu…