Yang Ye had just stepped foot onto the 21st level when he saw an old man grinning at him. There were no wrinkles on the old man’s face, and if it was just based on appearance, then the old man could even be said to be a middle aged man. However, the old man’s gray beard that grew down to his chest and the snow white hair on his head gave his age away.

The old man gazed at Yang Ye with a smile that was extremely amiable and like a gust of spring breeze.

“This is my opponent?” Yang Ye was slightly bewildered as he gazed at the old man. Based on his preconceived ideas from before, Yang Ye originally thought that it would be a Sword Servant that awaited him on this level, but he’d never expected that an old man would appear here instead. Moreover, this old man’s expression was too alive.

“Not bad. You arrived here with a strength at the ninth rank of the Mortal Realm. Both you and that little girl aren’t bad at all!” Right when Yang Ye was bewildered, the old man had spoken.

“You….” Yang Ye opened his eyes wide, and he said with disbelief, “You can speak?”

The old man smiled as he nodded and said, “I know you’re extremely curious, but I don’t have the time to explain. I came here...