[Patriarch Dixiang's identity left everyone from the Taihua Sect, Three Immortals Island, and Mount Fangcun utterly bewildered.]
[Duanmu Xiwei seemed to have realized something, yet she could scarcely believe it.]
[Patriarch Dixiang's gaze fell upon Duanmu Xiwei. "By seniority, I am indeed the ancestor of your lineage."]
[Duanmu Xiwei chose her words carefully. "You are... Patriarch Dixiang?"]
[Patriarch Dixiang smiled. "I did not expect descendants to still remember my name."]
[Duanmu Xiwei's expression trembled. She had never expected him to truly be that legendary figure!]
[Had her senior brother, the sect master, not given her a hint, who could have believed that Mount Fangcun's patriarch, who had "fallen" seventeen hundred years ago, was actually the Supreme Realm Grandmaster who had appeared in the East Sea?]
[She did not hesitate further and bowed deeply. "Disciple Duanmu Xiwei pays respects to Patriarch Dixiang."]
[Yet the other Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation cultivator beside her looked hesitant and did not move.]
[Patriarch Dixiang's gaze shifted slightly toward him. "What... you seem unwilling to acknowledge me as your patriarch?"]
["What... do you look down on me?"]
[Patriarch Dixiang did not stir even a fraction of his Dharma power, yet an invisible pressure naturally spread through the air.]
[Duanmu Xiwei urgently signaled him with her eyes, but he was half a beat too slow.]
[Patriarch Dixiang's eyes flickered. A stream of black-gold light suddenly flew from within him, spinning like a flying blade as it whirled through the air and slashed downward!]
[In an instant, the Mount Fangcun elder's head rolled away, leaving behind only a headless corpse.]
[Just as his Primordial Spirit tried to flee, it was sucked into the flying blade and ground into shattered motes of light that dispersed.]
[A faint smile touched Patriarch Dixiang's lips. "Then I look down on you as