He saw a village.

There was no water left around him now.

Yang Ye arrived before the village, and an old man in simple clothes appeared before him. There was a young boy around the age of three or four behind the old man.

The young boy scanned Yang Ye curiously while the old man was extremely vigilant.

Meanwhile, countless divine senses and auras surged out from the village. All of them didn’t attack Yang Ye but just surrounded him.

The old man stared at Yang Ye vigilantly, “Who are you?”

Yang Ye glanced at the old man and asked, “What’s your name?”

The old man replied, “The Past Life Clan’s patriarch.”

Yang Ye spoke softly, “That era or this era?”

“You…” The old man...