[Alarm stirred in your heart, but your expression did not change.]
[A sliver of heavenly secrets had been laid bare. Taihua Sect, it turned out, had been founded for your sake.]
[Pure Yang Patriarch's words defied common sense, yet his was not the only such case. Patriarch Dixiang, too, had slept for a thousand years, only to awaken in this age.]
[Given Pure Yang Patriarch's cultivation as the foremost Supreme Grandmaster of his day, it was only reasonable that he had glimpsed a corner of the River of Heavenly Secrets.]
[Pure Yang Patriarch smiled. "There is no need for surprise. I merely foresaw that a disciple in a later age would attain the supreme Dao, so I left a wisp of divine thought to await that person."]
["Whether that person is you, however, remains to be seen."]
[He continued, "Our fates are now bound together; we shall rise or fall as one. I need your magical power to sustain my soul, and I—will become your greatest support."]
["The Nine-Yang Divine Void Axe should be in your possession. Please lend it to me."]
[You did not hesitate. The patriarch had spoken earnestly, and you had sensed not the slightest malice from him.]
[You took the Profound Battle-axe from your Storage Bag. No sooner had Taihua Sect's divine-prohibition treasure appeared than it flew into the black-bearded Daoist's palm like a bird returning to the forest.]
[You sensed the refinement restrictions within the treasure quietly loosening. If Pure Yang True Person wished, he could reclaim it in an instant.]
[It was just as when you had taken it from the false Ma Daoliang. A divine weapon had a spirit and would choose its own master.]
[Besides, Pure Yang True Person had forged the Nine-Yang Divine Void Axe with his own hands.]
[Pure Yang