Even in the top chaotic world, the long river of time will take away many things, let alone the first-level world.
Although the Three Thousand Worlds exist in the body of a fallen ancient god, they have undergone significant changes as hundreds of thousands of years have passed.
In the vast starry sky of the universe, on a desolate star, a tall creature wearing gray clothes, covered with black hair, was farming.
He clearly exuded divine power, but he was willing to turn into an ordinary creature, resting at sunset and working at sunrise.
If Xiao Ye were here, he would definitely recognize that this creature was the old sweeper who was in charge of the divine land in the past, and was also the plane guardian of the Three Thousand Worlds.
Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the old sweeper no longer lives in the temple, and has put down the broom in his hand, living alone on this star, close to nature, and surrounded by flowers and plants.
"Time flies so fast, hundreds of thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye..."
The old man sweeping the floor glanced at the setting sun, with nostalgia on his face. He dropped his work and walked towards a stone house not far away.
"Um?"
At this moment, he suddenly stopped, as if he sensed something, and looked in a certain direction.
There, it was the direction of the sacred place of the Three Thousand Worlds.
Just now, he noticed a slight fluctuation in the gods and earth.
"The divine land I control has long been exhausted, and it will no longer be possible for a god-level creation to be born!"
The old man sweeping the floor rose into the sky, quickly rushed out of the star, and found himself in the vast universe.
Boom!
At this moment, the fluctuations felt by the old man sweeping the floor suddenly surged, like a world-shaking storm, breaking out directly from the divine land and spreading across the three thousand worlds.
"There are creatures that have broken into the Three Thousand Worlds from the chaotic world!"
"Could it be that the Baiyun Divine Kingdom finally sent another divine envoy? Moreover, this divine envoy is very strong!"
The old man sweeping the floor trembled all over, with a look of shock on his face.
Enveloped by his god-level will, the divine power displayed by the visitor was so powerful that it completely towered over the universe, making him feel endlessly insignificant.
The old man sweeping the floor quickly lowered his head.
"Haha, Three Thousand Worlds, I'm finally back!"
Immediately afterwards, a sound of wild laughter resounded, shaking all the worlds and heavens, and the stars fell and exploded one after another.
"Is...is it him?"
Under the gaze of the old man sweeping the floor, a middle-aged man with human appearance teleported over. His face was majestic. Although he had restrained his divine power, his movements exuded an aura of eternal scorn, and divine light flowed throughout his body.
"Celestial Silkworm Holy Emperor!"
The old man sweeping the floor had a look of shock on his face.
In the past, he saw it with his own eyes when the Holy Emperor Tiancan stepped into the divine level and transformed into a true god. Later, he was transferred away by the Baiyun Divine Kingdom and formed a large army to rush to the battlefield. He also vividly remembered it.
After less than ten thousand years, the other party actually returned unharmed.
You must know that he is the guardian of the three thousand worlds. It is easy to leave the first-level world, but it is difficult to come back.
"Holy Emperor..."
The old man sweeping the floor hesitated for a moment, then lowered his posture and stepped forward to greet him.
The Three Thousand Realms is no longer what it used to be. He, the guardian of the plane, is really nothing.
However, the Holy Emperor Tiancan only glanced at the old man sweeping the floor, and then looked behind him.
"Old sweeper?"
"It's been such a long time no see!"
There, there was a gentle voice coming, but when it fell in the ears of the old man sweeping the floor, it sounded like thunder.
I saw a young man in black clothes and black hair walking through the air, not aware of any divine power. Behind him was a slender man who was curiously looking at everything in the Three Thousand Realms.
"Xiao! Ye!"
"You...you're actually back too!"
The old man sweeping the floor had his pupils contracted violently and was completely confused.
Although hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the impression Xiao Ye left on him was so profound that it will be indelible for the rest of his life.
In terms of qualifications, Xiao Ye is far inferior to the ancestors of the Three Thousand Realms, but for his great achievements, he is the first person to create the world in the Three Thousand Realms, and is a being that all races sincerely worship.
Xiao Ye broke many rules and iron laws of the Three Thousand Realms, which is also the true meaning, pushing the Three Thousand Realms to the level of gods.
After hundreds of thousands of years, Xiao Ye actually returned with the Holy Emperor Tiancan.
"Old sweeper, when we meet again, don't you plan to invite me, an old friend, to have a drink?"
At this moment, Xiao Ye looked at the old man sweeping the floor with a smile and said.
Xiao Ye was in a good mood after returning to the Three Thousand Worlds.
The most important thing is that when he returned here, his god-level will enveloped him, and he immediately discovered that Xiaobai, the Four Emperors of True Spirit, Bingya and others were still staying here!
This made him ecstatic.
At the same time, Xiao Ye also discovered that the Three Thousand Worlds were no longer what they used to be, with the auras of many god-level powerful beings born.
Xiao Ye did not rush to find relatives, but found the old man sweeping the floor.
Baiyun devoted all his efforts to launch a war against the Qin Dynasty, and mobilized god-level creatures from countless first-level worlds to form an army. There was no reason to let go of the three thousand worlds.
This can be seen from what happened to the Holy Emperor Tiancan.
What's more, this is still his hometown, and the Kingdom of Baiyun is paying attention. Raymond can even capture him and threaten him, so why not attack his old friend?
As the guardian of the Three Thousand Worlds, the sweeping old man must know everything that has happened in these years.
Without understanding this, Xiao Ye could not feel at ease.
"Thanks to Mr. Xiao Ye, how dare I refuse? It just so happens that I have collected several jars of fine wine. I just hope that Mr. Xiao Ye will not dislike the humble abode as it is too simple."
The old man sweeping the floor smiled bitterly, guided Xiao Ye to land on the desolate ancient star, walked into the stone house, took out five jars of fine wine, placed them on the stone table, and invited Xiao Ye, the Holy Emperor Tiancan, and Ziyue Ji to sit down.
“It’s still the wine from my hometown, it’s even more delicious!”
Xiao Ye tasted the wine with a snap of his fingers, his face full of emotion.
"Although the wine in my hometown is good, the taste has changed. Mr. Xiao Ye, please don't be greedy and leave after drinking."
The old man sweeping the floor said with profound meaning.
"Why?" Xiao Ye raised his eyes and looked up.
"In hundreds of thousands of years, too much has changed, too much has been eliminated, and too much has been created. Today, in the Three Thousand Worlds, martial arts are prosperous, hundreds of flowers are blooming, and evildoers are rampant."
"There are dozens of newly promoted god-level warriors alone."
"Even I, the guardian of the plane, can only be reduced to the embarrassing situation of recuperating here."
"Master Xiao Ye, I'm afraid not many people in the Three Thousand Realms remember your name."
The old man sweeping the floor sighed with emotion.
"Historical changes, the passage of time, have passed. It is normal to count the famous figures and still look at the present."
"So, I, Xiao Ye, am leaving? It's ridiculous."
Xiao Ye did not argue and said calmly.
"Master Xiao Ye, what if I say that there is an army of worshipers hidden in the three thousand worlds?"
The old man sweeping the floor was silent for a long time, and then he said softly.
