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

The sovereign held the tattered scroll, his voice heavy with sorrow yet resolute: "To feed on the masses and fuel civilization—such acts are intolerable to Heaven and Earth."

"Today is the day of reckoning."

Ning Zhan, Yi Zhan, and others also glared angrily.

The hatred and fighting spirit accumulated over millennia reached their peak at this moment.

The Heavenly Dao True Body's gaze swept over everyone, but did not linger on any of them.

Finally, the gaze fell upon Ning Feng, and a barely perceptible ripple seemed to appear in those swirling eyes, "The Primordial Chaos,"

"The Seed of Transcendence..."

Stealing the true meaning of Nirvana…

"You are indeed the most special one."

"But it's still not enough."

The Heavenly Dao True Body did not make a move immediately.

The void around him rippled, and powerful auras suddenly descended.

Those were the last claws of Heaven's Way.

Among them are the "Remnants of Chaos" who were born from chaos and have long since submitted to the Heavenly Dao.

Their forms are distorted, and they possess the primordial power that existed since the beginning of time.

Even more so are those "Ancient Emperor Harvesters" who willingly serve as lackeys of Heaven, responsible for reaping the rewards of each and every era.

The aura of these ancient emperors is the same as that of the nine ancient emperors encountered in the chaotic ancient space-time, but they are even more murderous.

"Sweep away this dust for my lord." A remnant resembling a giant chaotic Kun roared, opening its mouth to devour the starry sky.

"End your cycle of reincarnation." A reaper king, wielding a scythe and clad in a black robe, coldly declared. As the scythe slashed, the laws shattered.

"Kill, leave no one behind."

The Great Demon God roared and charged forward, his broken blade transforming into a demonic light that tore through the universe.

"For Xuan Yuan!"

"For Chi Liao!"

"For all my departed fellow practitioners."

The supreme ruler roared, and a scroll of civilization unfolded.

Countless battle spirits manifested once more, though not as overwhelming as those summoned by Xuan Yuan, they embodied the indomitable will of all those who fought against the heavens at this moment.

Ning Zhan's spear strikes like thunder, and his battle axe cleaves the heavens.

All the surviving warriors were like moths drawn to a flame, or sparks that ignited a wildfire.

They fought against the Heavenly Dao's minions, who were many times their size and far more powerful.

boom,

In an instant, the dazzling Daoist magic bloomed like fireworks, then vanished.

The blood and soul light made this core space even more desolate.

Ning Feng did not intervene; his aura was firmly locked onto the Heavenly Dao True Body.

He knew that these henchmen had to be eliminated by his comrades.

This is their obsession, and also a necessary prelude to the final showdown.

He silently circulated his Primordial Chaos Dao Body, absorbing the energy and Dao principles dissipating from the battlefield, and constantly adjusting his own state.

After an unknown amount of time, the sounds of fierce fighting gradually subsided.

The remains of the Chaos Remnants floated in the void, and the Ancient Emperor Reaper's scythe broke and fell...

The minions of Heaven's Dao were almost completely wiped out by the warriors who fought against Heaven at a great cost.

The number of warriors who originally numbered less than seven hundred has now dwindled to just over three hundred.

Moreover, everyone was injured and their vital energy was waning.

But the flames in their eyes burned even more fiercely.

"Is the cleanup complete?" The Heavenly Dao True Body spoke indifferently, finally moving.

It slowly raised its arm, which was made of chaotic runes, and gently pressed it towards the crowd.

There was no supernatural light, no fluctuation of laws.

But an irresistible, terrifying force, as if the entire graveyard of the era were pressing down, suddenly descended.

"puff."

The weaker Zhan Tianzhe's body shattered on the spot, and his soul trembled.

The Great Demon God, the Supreme Lord, and others all groaned in unison, their bodies erupting with blood mist, their domains trembling violently and nearly shattering.

Ning Feng let out a long roar, and his Primordial Chaos Dao Body burst forth with unprecedented light.

The Seed of Transcendence spun wildly, stubbornly standing at the forefront, relieving most of the pressure on everyone.

boom,

boom,

boom.

Ning Feng clashed violently with the true form of the Heavenly Dao.

Between the clash of fists and palms, chaos was created.

The Milky Way vanished, and all things wailed in despair.

However, as Heaven has said, Ning Feng's Dao realm is high and his power is strong.

However, in terms of the strength and accumulation of this "physical body" that has been forged from the essence of countless eras, it still falls short.

With each collision, cracks appeared in Ning Feng's Dao body.

Although it was repaired instantly, it consumed a huge amount of energy. In contrast, the Heavenly Dao True Body remained almost completely still.

"His physical body... is too strong." Ning Zhan coughed up blood, his eyes filled with anxiety.

“Feng’er…” Yi Zhan’s eyes were filled with tears as he watched his grandson being knocked back time and time again, only to rush forward again and again.

"This can't go on like this."

As the sovereign looked at the increasing cracks on Ning Feng's body, and then at his wounded but resolute comrades beside him, a trace of tragic heroism flashed in his eyes.

Just then, an old warrior who had lost both arms laughed loudly, "I've lived long enough, that's enough."

"Ning Feng, kid, cut that damned Heavenly Dao a few more times for me."

Before he finished speaking, his entire body burst into flames, transforming into a torrent of pure primordial energy.

This was not an attack on the Heavenly Dao, but rather a direct integration into Ning Feng's Primordial Chaos Dao Body.

"And I."

"For the future."

"Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, Fellow Daoist Chiliao, we have come to join you."

In an instant, it spread like wildfire.

One after another, the warriors, critically wounded and on the verge of death, or feeling that their potential had been exhausted, let out their final cry and resolutely burned everything they had.

Cultivation level, soul, life imprint

Transforming into dazzling streaks of light, they rushed towards Ning Feng one after another, merging into his Dao body.

"Seniors."

Ning Feng's eyes widened in fury as he tried to stop him.

But the immense and pure will and power of sacrifice were irresistible to him.

The Great Demon God looked at his comrades who were rapidly dwindling in number, his single eye filled with what was either blood or tears.

He pounded his chest, spitting out a mouthful of his own demonic blood, and laughed wildly, "Good, good brothers."

"Wait for me, Ning Feng, kill it for me!"

The next moment, this giant who had traversed countless eras...

It also exploded with a roar, transforming into the purest primordial demonic essence, which merged into Ning Feng's body.