High Altitude Ambush!

The sonorous horn resounded; the tent's drums were beaten in perfect sync while someone hollered hysterically, "The Nine Supremes Lords are here! You heard the marshal's order, attack in full retaliation! Return victorious!"

"Attack! Attack! Return victorious!"

On the other side, Dayuan's base was in mayhem; a number of their generals were in hopeless despair.

Victory was so close; the great opportunity of breaching the southern border was within grasp – how could the Nine Supremes have come now?

The Empire of Dayuan's marshal spat blood as he watched the northern gale run amok. The surrounding sparks of fire and the crisscrossing lightning and thunder illuminated the sky.

"We have all been fooled." He murmured in a low voice, "Didn't the Empire of Ziyou announce that they've trapped Supreme Cloud? Weren't they going to annihilate the last sinner of the Nine Supremes? Why is Supreme Cloud here? Why?"