Ultimately, the caster stepped forward to stop them, "We're about to engage in battle with the 'Desolate', everyone should save their strength. Healing you all is quite exhausting for this humble monk."
Thus, the conflict between the Martial Ancestor and the Future Daoist Ancestor never materialized.
"Monk."
The swordsman, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke up, "I see you've been recording magic, do you intend to leave it for future generations?"
The caster nodded:
"The upcoming battle will determine the fate of our Human Clan, and I believe it's necessary to record it."
"If we win this battle, future generations should know of the hardships of their predecessors."
"If we lose, future generations should also know that our Human Clan can still stand against Exotic Beasts."
These words cast a somber mood over those present.
The swordsman nodded and calmly said:
