The sky eventually darkened, enveloping the battlefield in an endless splash of the colors of nightfall.
High in the sky, a pair of confused eyes peeked out from the clouds overlooking the earth, its gaze troubled and perplexed.
"Who, in truth, is Supreme Cloud?"
"From what I've heard, it seems that Han Sanhe had his suspicions. Does that mean that Dongxuan also would have some clue about this?"
"This Yun Yang… he can't possibly be Supreme Cloud. He's too young!"
"Furthermore, he has been under surveillance all the while. It began when he personally entered the battlefield and got ordered around by those marshals and generals. No, there's no doubt about it…"
"Most importantly, the Nine Supremes struck when he was in the battlefield. It is physically impossible for Yun Yang to be one of the Nine Supremes."
"Who then are the Nine Supremes?"
"It was too bad that Han Sanhe passed on so quickly."