Zhenru was startled and wanted to move but couldn't.

She watched helplessly as the golden light swept over her entire body from top to bottom before slowly disappearing.

Zhenru did not act immediately. After a while, seeing that nothing else had happened and that there was nothing unusual about the book in his hand, he was relieved and guessed that what had just happened was probably a confirmation of his identity.

As suspected, her identity was confirmed through the authorization granted by the Qingxuan Dao Sect. However, she was unaware that no one else had ever opened this book except for her.

Including people from the Qingxuan Dao Sect.

However, this is not a very important matter.

Once Zhenru understood, he focused his attention on the classic texts and carefully examined their contents.

This massive book is indeed very thick, filled with densely packed text. As Zhenru flips through it, the words on the page automatically transform into scenes that appear in her mind.

In no time, Zhenru was completely immersed in the experience.

Golden Crow God Clan.

They were born as a divine race, standing at the highest and most supreme.

Passion and frankness are in their nature. They wield a heavenly fire that almost no one can control, capable of burning everything and illuminating everything.

Such extraordinary talents and abilities make them worthy of being called the War Gods of the Divine Realm.

The war between gods and demons never ceases, and the turmoil in the outer battlefields never stops. Wherever there is a need, the Golden Crow Clan will be there.

On the battlefield, they were all brave and skilled in battle, so dazzling that they scorched all darkness.

Born at the very top, and with their invincible aura, the Golden Crow God Clan practically looked down on everything in the Divine Realm.

But nothing in this world lasts forever, not even the realm of gods.

Even God cannot separate humanity from human nature.

After witnessing the glory of the Golden Crow clan, the subsequent chronicles seem rather cliché.

The Golden Crow Clan stood too high, too long, and too dazzlingly, scorching the eyes of those who were unwilling, filled with selfish desires and greed.

Those evil creatures and demons from beyond the realm are most likely to sneak in through the cracks, and under their enticement and instigation, they will use conspiracies and tricks to dismantle the Golden Crow Clan's solid defenses for the divine realm.

When Zhenru witnessed the mudslinging against the Golden Crow Clan, her initial anger and hatred were replaced by deep sorrow and powerless mockery.

It turns out that it's the same everywhere you go.

The same goes for God.

You can almost predict the ending without even reading the rest of the story.

Zhenru silently flipped through the pages, watching the bewildered expressions on the faces of the Golden Crow warriors as they were executed for their dishonorable deeds.

Those Golden Crow people who were unaware of the truth and fled in disarray were left in a sorry state.

Towering hibiscus trees were ruthlessly felled and destroyed.

There was also Princess Wu Ling of the Golden Crow clan, who disappeared without a trace after the Golden Crow Temple was destroyed.

Turning the page again, the text ended with nothing more, just a blank page.

Zhenru felt utterly empty inside, devoid of sadness, yet without warning, a drop of water fell from her eye into the book.

Fearing she would soil the books, Zhenru hurriedly reached out to wipe away her tears, but in the next instant, she saw a change on the pages.

Golden light flashed again on the previously blank pages, and then words gradually appeared.

Zhenru had some guesses in her mind, so she pursed her lips and looked at the writing.

It turns out that Xiao Jiu Wu Ling was not missing or unaccounted for; after being sent into the teleportation array by Wu Can, she did not escape unscathed.

Fortunately, he did not die in vain.

There is a god who has desires, and there is also a god who loves "peace".

The Golden Crow clan was wiped out too quickly, and those who wanted to profit from it were too eager to emerge, making it easy for them to attract attention.

The doubts raised by others gave the Golden Crow Clan the possibility of overturning the verdict, and also gave Wu Ling some breathing room to grow.

No one knew that, in addition to his great talent, Wu Ling also possessed a hidden supernatural power—the Eye of Time and Space.

Before awakening, Wu Ling himself was unaware of it.

Those most innocent and clear eyes could briefly manipulate time and space.

Unfortunately, this supernatural power was awakened too late, and it was too difficult to cultivate, so it was powerless to save the Golden Crow clan from destruction.

However, it can lay the right opportunity for the awakening of the Golden Crow bloodline at the right time.

That golden crow ring was the key to that opportunity.

Nine drops of Golden Crow's essence blood are the key to unlocking this opportunity.

And Zhenru is the vehicle for fulfilling this opportunity.

Everything is now clear.

Therefore, Zhenru's rebirth was not a blessing from Heaven, nor a favor from fate, but rather the result of the ancient goddess princess's heroic efforts to turn the tide.

The book had been turned to its last page, but Zhenru's mind remained unsettled for a long time.

She was somewhat unsure of her own perspective, experiencing some inexplicable emotions, and could only try to remain quiet and still, avoiding thinking.

After what seemed like an eternity, Zhenru finally managed to regain some of her own breath.

She wanted to put away "Chronicles of the Golden Crow" and return it to the shelf, but the moment her fingers moved, the book turned into a handful of gold dust, then merged into a golden light, and disappeared into Zhenru's brow.

Zhenru felt a burning sensation between her brows, followed by a brief period of darkness.

I reached out and touched my brow, but couldn't feel anything different. Yet, I knew there must be a difference.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured a water mirror, and Zhenru's gaze was immediately drawn to the golden, radiant sun reflected between his brows in the water mirror.

The mark didn't remain for long; it soon faded away.

Zhenru didn't know what the purpose was; he only knew that he had gained a tremendous benefit.

They also took on an immense responsibility.

When Zhen subconsciously scanned his own sea of ​​consciousness, he discovered that the red sun in his sea of ​​consciousness had also turned golden.

Needless to say, the red sun in the Golden Crow space was obviously the same.

Now that things have come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. We must accept the gifts of "fate" and also accept the hardships of "fate."

Once you choose to accept it, you stop being pretentious.

However, seeing that it no longer had the air of "Chronicles of the Golden Crow", I had some doubts.

The Golden Crow Chronicles alone have already given her a pretty good understanding of everything she wanted to know. She wonders what else is recorded in the other books collected by the Qingxuan Dao Sect.

Without hesitation, Zhenru moved quickly and swiftly, flipping through all the books in the archives.

It turns out that the remaining ancient texts did not record the affairs of the Golden Crow clan, but they were indeed intricately connected with the resurrection of the Golden Crow divine clan.

Those ancient texts record the divine races that had relations with the Golden Crow God Clan, whether they were friendly or had conflicts.

Although not detailed enough, it is a secret that even cultivators in the lower realms or the immortal realms would not know.

Some ancient texts record the descendants of the Golden Crow God Clan who fled in disarray after the clan's destruction, and who changed their appearance and passed down their lineage.

Of course, one must discern the truth from the falsehoods for oneself.

What remains is the even more uncertain truth: the method for the Golden Crow clan's revival.

After finishing reading the last volume of the classic text, Zhenru carefully closed it and put it back on the shelf.

So, what is the identity of the Qingxuan Dao Sect?

What role can a sect from the lower realm play in such an event?