Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"Heaven is ruthless, and you are shameless."

"Abandoning one's fellow believers in exchange for a miserable life is worse than pigs and dogs."

"You have been kneeling for too long, your knees have become rooted, and you have long forgotten how to stand."

"Today, I will completely shatter your rotten knees, along with the Heavenly Dao you rely on."

"How dare you!" A gentle yet vicious voice rang out from an ancient road surging with strange soul fluctuations. It was the Soul Dream Emperor. "Qisha, you, a monster who only knows how to kill, are you worthy enough to talk about Taoism? The Zhantian lineage is nothing but a group of lunatics blinded by failure!"

"The Way of Heaven is supreme, governing all things. Those who follow it prosper, those who go against it perish! If you go against Heaven, you will bring about your own destruction."

"Look at this shattered planet. Is this the 'good news' you 'Zhan Tian' brought? Billions of lives have been wiped out because of your foolish persistence. You are the real culprits!"

"The culprit?"

Po Jun laughed in anger. The shadow of a blood-red blade slashed through the void and pointed directly at the light cocoon where the Soul Dream Emperor was. "If it weren't for you, the lackeys of the Heavenly Dao, who launched extermination wars time and time again in order to harvest the origin, how could the myriad realms be so devastated?"

"The human race of Earth, spanning two eras, has struggled to survive under your scythes, and has never yielded."

"Their bravery and their unyielding spirit are what you cowards who have been kneeling for so long that you can't stand up will never understand. Are we bringing destruction? No!"

"We bring the spark of resistance and the hope to break this dark cycle of harvest!"

"hope?"

On an ancient road emitting a deadly toxic and corrosive aura, the Myriad Poison Emperor's hoarse voice was filled with endless mockery, "I hope to make you three defeated soldiers, along with a group of lower-world ants, engage in this meaningless struggle."

"One month!"

"The one month you bought with your lives only delayed the time of destruction. When the seal is broken, I will use the flesh and blood of all living beings on Earth to refine the Ten Thousand Poison Soul Banner, and imprison your heroic souls in it forever. Howl:"

The tip of Tan Lang's spear trembled slightly, drawing a silver line that split the void, and he responded coldly: "Ten Thousand Poison Emperor, hehe, you are nothing but a jumping clown."

"Your poison can't kill Zhan Tianzhi. One month is enough for you high and mighty 'emperors' to experience what fear is."

"Hahahaha!"

Deafening thunder erupted from the ancient road where the Thunder Prison Emperor was. Lightning flashed wildly on the surface of the light cocoon like dragons and snakes. "A bunch of stray dogs, how dare you make this emperor afraid?"

"Po Jun, Tan Lang, Qi Sha! And that little thing called Ning Feng, remember your arrogant words today:"

"In one month, my true body will descend. The first ones to be crushed will be you, the ignorant remnants of the Zhan Tian clan. My thunderbolts will gnaw away every last inch of your souls, leaving you with no hope of reincarnation."

"Fighting Heaven? What a joke! In front of Heaven, you are not even as good as dust!"

"Is this a joke? In a month, the truth will be revealed!"

Pojun's voice was like a thunderclap, drowning out the thunder in the sky, "I, Pojun, will wait here to see whether your thunder is stronger or my sword is sharper."

"Thirteen Ancient Emperors? They're nothing but thirteen vicious guard dogs! I'll chop off your heads, then I'll raise my sword and ask the heavens."

"On this journey of battle, we are not alone. Even if we die... we will have no regrets!"

The words of both sides were like the sharpest blades, clashing fiercely in the void:

Every sentence contains deep hatred, opposing beliefs and endless murderous intent.

The smell of gunpowder was so strong that it almost set the entire space on fire.

The light cocoons of the thirteen ancient roads flickered under the angry impact, and the Chaos Blood Chain groaned under the tremendous pressure, but was reinforced by the power of the burning origin of the three warriors.

Above the sky, the energy storm never ceases, forming a tragic picture of doomsday confrontation.

The two sides faced off like this.

Under this storm, the entire Earth became a huge energy field.

An invisible force enveloped the Earth, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ning Feng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the confrontation in the air.