The gorge thundered with the sounds of battle!
"The villains are attacking the Holy Altar! The Saint Master is in danger! Go, reinforce him!"
"Protect the Black Lotus God! Protect the Saint Master!"
"Kill all the villains!"
...
The villages on the other end of the gorge, which had not yet been attacked, had already heard the commotion.
Squad after squad of Black Lotus Sect disciples, wielding all sorts of Weapons, poured out of the villages, shouting as they charged toward the heart of the Black Lotus Sect's territory.
These Black Lotus Sect disciples were men and women, mostly between the ages of fourteen or fifteen to their early thirties. There were even boys and girls as young as twelve or thirteen.
Even younger children stood between the villages, holding Wooden Sabers and Wooden Swords, shouting words of encouragement.
Every one of them displayed a fanatical expression, united against a common enemy, vowing to defend their home to the death.
