Yang Ye turned around and saw a slovenly old man had appeared not too far away from him.

The reason he felt that the old man was slovenly was because the old man was dressed like a beggar. His hair was even so messy to the point it seemed like it hadn’t been washed for years.

Yang Ye glanced at the old man’s waist and saw a sword there.

“You’re the 3rd person to arrive here in the last tens of thousands of years.” The slovenly old man walked over to Yang Ye and ...