Hearing the other party suddenly call out "Third Grand-Uncle," Song Qingming, standing opposite him, froze. He stared at the person before him with disbelief in his eyes.
As the seventh-ranked cultivator of the Song Family's Qing Generation, everyone in the Song Family of Funiu Mountain addressed Song Qingming, the family patriarch.
Whether they called him Uncle-Grandfather or Uncle-Ancestor, they almost always respectfully began with the number seven of his generation.
Aside from that, the only people in the entire clan who could call Song Qingming "Third Grand-Uncle" were a handful of direct descendants from his fourth younger brother's branch down the mountain.
Though the Black-robed Man's appearance had changed considerably from back then, Song Qingming quickly found his identity in his memories. He asked in disbelief,
"Are you Xuanfeng?"
"This unfilial descendant of the Song clan of Funiu Mountain, Song Xuanfeng, pays respects to the clan head!"
Seeing that Song Qingming had recognized him, Song Xuanfeng dropped to his knees at once, his face filled with excitement.
Looking at Song Xuanfeng before him, Song Qingming immediately frowned. He truly could not understand it.
Why had Song Xuanfeng, who had supposedly died more than a hundred years ago and whose portrait hung in the Song Family's Kirin Pavilion, suddenly appeared here—and become a Nascent Soul demonic fiend feared by countless cultivators?
Back then, Song Xuanfeng had only been at Foundation Establishment. While carrying out a family mission, he had unfortunately encountered a Golden Core Demonic Cultivator and vanished without a trace.
Later, when Song Qingyu led the family cultivators to wipe out those demonic cultivators, they had not found Song Xuanfeng's body. Still, nearly everyone in the family believed that he had died at the hands of those demonic cultivators.
Because of this matter, Song Qingyu had blamed herself for a