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

The perpetually dim band of light in the sky seemed to be infused with vitality, becoming bright and stable.

He seemed to have become the creator of this space and time, his words becoming law and his intentions giving rise to the Dao.

He came to the place where his mother, Yiyin, was practicing meditation.

At this moment, under the nourishment of the source left by Ning Feng, Yi Yin's aura has recovered considerably, and her figure has become much more solid.

Seeing Ning Feng emerge from seclusion, and especially feeling the completely transformed, unfathomable aura emanating from him, Yi Yin's beautiful eyes were filled with shock and pride.

"Feng'er, you..."

“Mother, I have attained enlightenment.” Ning Feng smiled, his smile peaceful and warm, carrying a comforting power. “Rest assured, I will definitely find your true form.”

"Mother, I will fight my way through the chaotic past to free you from this predicament."

Ning Feng spoke, his gaze piercing into the depths of distant time and space.

This chaotic ancient land is a chaotic ancient land that has been imprisoned.

The souls of all living beings are trapped here.

"Go, I'll be waiting for you in the future." Yi Yin smiled, her smile poignant and beautiful.

Subsequently,

He nodded emphatically, his thousand words condensed into one sentence: "Be careful in everything."

Ning Feng nodded, looking up at the "sky" of the chaotic ancient time and space.

That place is the barrier leading to the outside world, and also to the deeper parts of the "Epoch Graveyard".

"This space-time has been reshaped because of me, so let it be a place of refuge for all living beings in the future."

He raised his hand and pressed down, unleashing a surge of primordial power.

It was not an attack, but rather like the most exquisite carving knife, completely merging its own "transcendent" Daoist essence with the core laws of this chaotic ancient space-time.

Chains of chaotic order materialized out of thin air, merging into the depths of the void to firmly protect this space-time, their defensive power far surpassing any previous era.

From then on, this once desolate and battlefield place was transformed into Ning Feng's first "transcendent Pure Land".

Having done all this, Ning Feng did not linger.

He locked onto the coordinates he had sensed earlier, which were related to his mother's true form and the core of the Heavenly Dao, and the Primordial Chaos Dao Body erupted with boundless light.

"open,"

He pointed his fingers like a sword and made a light slash in the air.

Without any earth-shattering noise, the space-time ahead parted to the sides like a curtain.

A perfectly stable passage, filled with primordial energy, was revealed.

At the other end of the passage, a chilling, deathly aura emanated from the very source of the "Epoch Graveyard."

And a trace of soul fluctuation belonging to Yi Yin herself.

Ning Feng's eyes narrowed, and without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the passage.

This time, Ning Feng directly targeted the Heavenly Dao itself, sweeping across the Graveyard of Epochs.

Passing through the time-space tunnel, Ning Feng arrived in a region that defies description.

This place is filled with countless fragments of broken time and space.

They resembled dark, somber nebulae, slowly rotating and decaying, emanating a suffocating sense of despair and death.

The air was filled with the lingering resentment of laws, the echoes of civilizations, and the silent wails of fragments of souls from the end of various eras.

This is the deeper part of the "Epoch Graveyard," the area where the Heavenly Dao stores "fuel" and "research samples."

Ning Feng saw that in a shattered fragment of the immortal realm, countless immortals had turned into stone sculptures, maintaining their final magical postures, their eyes vacant.

In the ruins of a technologically advanced civilization, the massive wreckage of a starship stands like a tomb, freezing inside the crew members who failed in their attempts to escape.

In the projection of a savage world, the bones of colossal beasts piled up like mountains, their souls roaring endlessly in the winds of annihilation…

More often, there are those souls that have lost all form, transformed into a stream of pure pain and obsession, wandering like ghosts in the graveyard, repeating the regrets and resentments of their lives.

Ning Feng's arrival was like a boulder thrown into stagnant water.

His primordial, primordial Dao body, brimming with vitality and transcendence, was completely out of place in this land of despair, instantly attracting the attention of countless imprisoned souls.

"Life, the breath..."

"Is liberation... liberation?"