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

A phantom of a long sword materialized on his chest, seemingly ancient, yet containing the most extreme contradictions and fusion of wills since the beginning of time.

One side of the sword blade flowed with the primordial chaos and life force.

One side burns with the flame of civilization's inheritance.

The vortex of reincarnation slowly rotates at the sword guard.

The entire sword was bathed in the pure fighting spirit and protective beliefs of countless sacrifices.

This sword is neither a physical object nor energy.

Rather, it is the ultimate manifestation of Ning Feng's own Great Dao and the will of all the sacrifices.

It is the Blade of the Dao, which transcends supernatural powers and laws.

He sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the sword, an aura powerful enough to threaten his very being.

The true form of Heavenly Dao was no longer at ease.

It let out a roar that seemed to shatter countless worlds, and its entire body erupted with a monstrous black tide of annihilation.

Transformed into billions of hideous demonic shadows, shattered stars, and wailing remnants of civilization.

At this moment, all the energy, like a doomsday torrent, swept towards Ning Feng.

"The Tide of Annihilation!"

This was the Heavenly Dao True Body's all-out attack, a complete eruption of the power of annihilation it had accumulated over countless eras.

Faced with this devastating storm, Ning Feng's eyes remained utterly calm.

He gripped the illusory "Sword of Severing the Dao" tightly with both hands and raised it high.

In my mind, the gentle yet poignant smile of my mother, Yiyin, flashed through my mind.

The resolute looks in the eyes of his father, Ning Zhan, and his maternal grandfather, Yi Zhan, flashed before his eyes.

The poignant image of the sovereign holding the tattered scroll flashed before my eyes.

The great demon god's wild laughter flashed by, the stone tablet guarded by Xuan Yuan flashed by, and the raging flames that burned the sky...

The images flashed by—familiar or unfamiliar faces—that perished in the battle…

Their sacrifices, their perseverance, their hopes...

Everything, everything, is contained in this one sword strike.

"This sword..."

Ning Feng's calm voice resounded through the void that was about to be engulfed by the raging tide.

"To send you off to your funeral."

"The way of heaven..."

"Let it end."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the "Sword of Severing the Dao" in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

There is only one thread, so subtle yet seemingly connecting the past and present, dividing yin and yang, life and death, severing cause and effect and destiny...

This "line" extends forward lightly.

Wherever it passed, the "Destroying Tide," powerful enough to annihilate eternity, surged and raged, as if encountering its nemesis, and silently parted from it.

In the midst of the frenzy, those demonic shadows, stars, and remnants of civilization, upon touching this "line," shattered and vanished like dream bubbles, returning to the most primordial nothingness.

This "line," undeterred by any distance in time and space, appeared directly between the eyebrows of the Heavenly Dao's true form.

The Heavenly Dao True Body let out a roar, mobilizing boundless Dao power, and the runes around its body flashed wildly.

It charged forward.

But it was useless.

boom,

The true form of Heaven pushed its arms horizontally, causing all paths to groan in agony.

The entire epochal graveyard seemed to collapse inward under His push.

Countless shattered fragments of the Immortal Realm, solidified pieces of spacetime, and even the blood and soul light spilled by those warriors were forcibly extracted and merged into the destructive torrent, transforming into a long, silent river that stretched across the void and rushed toward Ning Feng.

Wherever the long river flows, even the "concept" itself is dying out.

Light is no longer light, and darkness is no longer darkness.

Time and space lose their meaning, and cause and effect are completely disordered.

Ning Feng's pupils constricted as he felt unprecedented pressure.

This pressure does not come from the strength of power, but from the denial of existence.

But the flames in his eyes burned even more fiercely, and his Primordial Undying Body roared.

It felt as if countless worlds were being born and dying within my body, countless civilizations were praying, and countless battle spirits were roaring.

"kill."

He roared, and the sound wave tore through the eternal silence.

Instead of retreating, they advanced, voluntarily plunging into the silent, endless river.

"Swish,"

The piercing sound of corrosion instantly resounded throughout the world.

Ning Feng's Dao body rubbed violently against the River of Annihilation, unleashing an endless shower of chaotic light.

His skin, flesh, and bones dissolved under the scouring of the long river, only to be instantly reassembled by the powerful vitality of the Primordial Undying Body and the will of countless sacrifices.

Each dissolution and recombination brings unimaginable, extreme pain.

But his gaze remained sharp as a knife, fixed on the true form of the Heavenly Dao at the source of the long river.

He went against the current.

Use your body as a boat and your will as an oar.

Enduring the destructive power that could instantly annihilate an emperor, he gradually approached the Heavenly Dao.

"A foolish struggle."

The Heavenly Dao True Body remained indifferent, the black hole in its eyes spun faster, and the power of the River of Annihilation surged once more, its color changing from turbid gray-black to pure black that devoured everything.

Among them, even the phantom of the Great Annihilation began to emerge.

That was a trace of the ultimate destination that even the Heavenly Dao feared.

"The power of annihilation, how can you withstand it!"

It was already extremely unexpected that Ning Feng could withstand the power of the Great Annihilation for a moment, but to withstand it for so long was even more shocking to him.

However, for him, that was all.

Ning Feng couldn't stop him at all; it was only a matter of time.

"destroy."

The voice of Heaven was extremely hoarse.

boom,

next moment,

Ning Feng's body trembled violently. For the first time, the speed of reorganization could not keep up with the speed of dissolution, and half of his body instantly turned into nothingness.

But he coughed up a mouthful of blood containing the essence of life. The blood burned and transformed into the purest flame of life and the torch of civilization, forcibly stabilizing his body.

"I will not go to destruction, because..."

"You're on the wrong path."

Ning Feng roared, his only remaining hand forming a seal, drawing upon the primordial power, the fire of civilization, the meaning of reincarnation, and the indomitable fighting spirit of the hundreds of warriors who fought against the heavens.

"The Beginning of Heaven and Earth".