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

If we take the Great Demon God and the Sovereign as a reference.

He is now above them.

The surging power within him gave him a feeling that even if he faced the Heavenly Dao clone again...

Even against the remnant of the Heavenly Dao, he has the strength to fight, and may even be able to win.

"Second only to the Heavenly Dao..."

Ning Feng murmured to himself, his voice echoing in the silent starry sky.

He raised his hand, a wisp of chaotic energy swirling around his fingertips, easily transforming a desolate star in the distance into its most basic particles.

Then, in the instant it was about to perish, a thought caused it to recombine and regain a faint vitality.

"This feeling of controlling birth and death, transcending the laws... is indeed powerful. It cannot be felt in the Chaotic Ancient Era, but it is clearly visible once you step out of the Chaotic Ancient Era and enter the realm of the laws."

However, there was no joy on his face.

The terrifying image of the Great Annihilation that had just begun to churn behind him lingered in his mind.

It was not a simple energy burst or the collapse of laws, but the irresistible demise of an "existence".

Faced with that power, he felt that his own strength, which was enough to make him stand out for all eternity, was still like a candle flame in a storm, so small and so fragile.

"Not enough... far from enough."

He shook his head, his eyes sharp as knives. "Although the Way of Heaven is strong, it is ultimately an 'internal threat,' a malignant tumor parasitizing the heavens of this land."

"But the 'Great Annihilation' that even the Heavenly Dao fears is the true 'External Calamity,' the ultimate blade hanging over the heads of all beings."

"With my current strength, I might be able to try to sever the Heavenly Dao, but if I were to face true annihilation and protect everything I want to protect... I am far from it."

Without the Great Extinction, one cannot understand the true nature of the Great Extinction.

He might have been overjoyed, and even chosen to wage war against the Heavenly Dao, but not now.

He looked toward the direction of the Heavenly Battlefield.

My gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, and I saw that familiar figure fighting a bloody battle.

"We must act faster, before the true tide of annihilation fully erupts, to sever the Heavenly Dao, integrate all forces, and find that glimmer of hope..."

A strong sense of urgency welled up inside me.

Without lingering, he transformed into an invisible and intangible stream of Daoist light, tearing through the starry sky and heading straight for the 108th level of the Heavenly Dao Battlefield at a speed that surpassed time and space.

……

Heavenly Battlefield, Level 108.

This place is no longer a space in the ordinary sense.

It seemed to be a piece of...

A forbidden zone woven from countless shattered laws, the obsessions of fallen gods and demons, and the killing will of the Heavenly Dao.

The earth was covered in congealed, dark red scabs.

The sky is a twisted, writhing crack of laws.

The air was filled with a divine aura of rust and decay.

The fierce battle seemed to have just ended, but the oppressive atmosphere was almost suffocating.

The surviving warriors gathered at the foot of a relatively intact giant mountain, composed of countless fragments of divine weapons.

The number of people has decreased by nearly one-third compared to when Ning Feng left.

Every living person was severely wounded, their breath weak, their armor shattered, their weapons dulled, and their bodies were entangled in inescapable curses of the Heavenly Dao and scars of annihilation, like Asuras crawling out of hell.

But at this moment, their fighting spirit was high.

A thick pillar of energy shot straight up into the sky, representing the fighting spirit of the warriors.

Within it, Ning Feng also sensed the fighting spirit and killing intent of the departed warriors.

Even after they have passed away, their spirit and energy remain, continuing the fight against the living.

At this moment, Ning Feng probably understood why Zhan Tianzhe had been able to get to where he was today.

The Great Demon God leaned on a broken demonic sword with his one arm, and his massive body was covered with deep wounds that exposed the bone.

Dark golden demonic blood dripped continuously, corroding the ground beneath their feet.

He gazed at the sparse crowd before him, his single eye filled with bloodshot veins and an overwhelming sorrow.

The sovereign sat on a broken monument to civilization, his once magnificent star-patterned robe now tattered, revealing his withered, lifeless body beneath.