"Saint Race?"
"And not the Extraterrestrial Evil God Race?"
When Little Fairy Doctor and the others emphasized that term, Lu Yuan had already realized there was a problem. However, regarding Little Fairy Doctor's following question—whether he was the Years Master—he still needed further confirmation. "Tell me, from beginning to end, what is the history you know like?"
Little Fairy Doctor and the others were not fools.
They said one should listen for what lay beneath the words.
Lu Yuan had put it so plainly.
If they still failed to sense that something was wrong.
Then they had lived these past several hundred years for nothing.
Thus, they all spoke at once. However, because too many people wanted to explain, and each viewed the matter from a different angle, their voices overlapped into an incomprehensible jumble. After a moment, Little Fairy Doctor and the others finally organized their thoughts and decided who would take the lead. Little Fairy Doctor represented everyone else, giving a summary and describing the history they knew as thoroughly as possible.
Of course.
Some necessary groundwork had to be laid.
"Although history fairly records every event, not every event is worthy of being recorded in history. Therefore, even though history has not been lost, what I know—or rather, what is known on the Myriad Heavens' side—is still one-sided. Just take it as a reference."
"As for the history on the Saint Race's side..."
"To be honest, I can't access it either..."
"I occasionally see scattered fragments, but I can't confirm whether they're fabricated."
"Besides, the Saint Race's position is also very strange."
"They are neither enemies nor not enemies, neither friends nor not friends."
"It is difficult to judge them purely by good or evil."
"Of course, speaking of this, I have to mention the Martial Realm—the