Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1444 - 964, Hope in Despair

Chapter 1444: 964, Hope in Despair

Between Heaven and Earth, blurry imprints gradually emerged, becoming clearer over time, and finally, threads of sacred aura permeated, constructing vague silhouettes in the River of Time and Space.

"This is..."

Deep within Fire Cloud Cave, Suirenshi, who was contemplating his own transformation, saw the sudden appearance of those vague figures in the River of Time and Space. His calm heart suddenly stirred with huge ripples, and his eyes, filled with vicissitudes, were overtaken by surprise.

Those vague figures, many of whom he recognized, included his favorite descendants, comrades who had fought alongside him in the past, and clansmen who had always silently supported him.

These blurry figures were all from the Ancient Human Race who had perished long ago, precisely during the era when the Ancient demon clan slaughtered humans in the Ancient Era.

Logically speaking, having been killed by the Ancient demon clan, their flesh, blood, and True Spirits all refined by Di Jun into the Witch Slaying Sword, all traces of their existence should have been obliterated by Di Jun, completely erasing any hope of resurrection.

That is why, even when the Human Race later became the protagonists of Heaven and Earth and possessed the power to dominate, they were still unable to resurrect those fallen clansmen. Nothing remained of them, and even the memories concerning them gradually blurred.

If it weren’t for their sudden appearance at this moment, even Suirenshi could only vaguely remember that in the distant Ancient Era, there was a group of people who died at the hands of the demon clan.

But what exactly they looked like or their names were details that Suirenshi could no longer recall, for Di Jun had erased these memories with his Supreme Divine Power.

Unable to exist even in memories, naturally, resurrecting them had become an impossibility.

However, at this moment, those clan members who had vanished from Suirenshi’s memory suddenly appeared, reviving his memories of that era.

The implication was self-evident.

Those who initially had no possibility of resurrection, with the revival of memories, their traces, which had vanished between Heaven and Earth, reappeared, indicating they now had the potential to be resurrected.

It was with this realization that Suirenshi became both excited and joyful.

Suirenshi was human too, possessing his own emotions. Now that his past friends and family were about to reappear before him, how could he not be excited and joyful? He was not cultivating an unfeeling Heavenly Dao that extinguished all emotions.

"That’s it, these are the benefits brought by reshaping the bloodline. Destruction brings forth rebirth, despair brings new hope."

"Altering the past, rectifying all regrets."

After the surprise, Suirenshi quickly realized why all this was happening. In the original timeline, these people had indeed perished without any hope of resurrection.

But now, due to changes made to the past, their fates had shifted, and a future that was once dead now bloomed anew.

This was the true essence of changing the past—to rectify all regrets.

Reshaping the bloodlines did not directly resurrect these fallen clansmen but allowed them the possibility of resurrection. And just that was sufficient.

Resurrecting fallen clansmen was never a difficult task for a being like Suirenshi. The real difficulty lay in the possibility of resurrection.

Only those with the possibility of resurrection could be resurrected, while those without remained eternally in silence.

Reshaping the bloodlines provided these individuals, trapped in silence, with the possibility of resurrection.

"The long-vanished Ancient Human Race is to be resurrected?"

The anomaly in the River of Time and Space could not be concealed from the Great Divine Transcendents between Heaven and Earth; therefore, when Suirenshi deduced the causes and effects of the event, they too understood what had occurred.

This event was not necessarily good news for those Great Divine Transcendents who had strained relationships with the Human Race.

It is known that during the Ancient Era, although most of the fallen human clansmen were ordinary, even the most ordinary among them in that era surpassed many of today’s prodigies.

Not to mention that among those fallen Ancient Human Race clansmen, encompassed were nearly ninety-nine percent of the heroes.

When the demon clan massacred humans, hero after hero of the Human Race stood forth, battling the demon clan in bloodshed, carving out hopes of escape for their clansmen.

Although many of those protected could not successfully evade the demon clan’s pursuit, a small portion did survive, escaping the nightmare.

However, those who stood up for their survival and fought the demon clan died without exception.

It’s no exaggeration to say that they were the essence of the Ancient Human Race, the hope for the future rise of humanity. Yet, to protect their clansmen, they all died in battle against the demon clan.

A hero is a hero because, despite the option to survive alone, they choose to protect others, willingly facing death to pave the way of life for others.

Sacrifice for others is what defines the heroes of the Human Race.

These essences of the Ancient Human Race, immensely talented, could drastically change the course had they all survived instead of perishing at the hands of the demon clan.

In the eras following the Ancient Era, the Human Race would not have had to struggle for supremacy against countless other races. Instead, they would have dominated overwhelmingly and risen as the central figure of Heaven and Earth.