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

The other ancient emperors were both shocked and furious, and attempted to rescue or reorganize their formation.

However, Yi Zhan, the Great Demon God, and others seized the opportunity and held them back tightly.

Having lost some of the Heavenly Dao's blessing, although they remained powerful, they could no longer exert absolute suppression.

Ning Feng did not stop. Like a ghost on the battlefield, he used the [Space-Time Anchor Jump Technique] in conjunction with the Causal Dao Blade to specifically seek out and kill those key nodes closely connected to the Heavenly Dao.

Each appearance is inevitably accompanied by the fall of a powerful reaper or the injury of an ancient emperor.

The remnant of the Heavenly Dao let out an extremely furious roar, causing the entire dark void to tremble.

He never expected that Ning Feng could disintegrate His army in this way.

“Insects… how dare you do this?”

The remnant of the Heavenly Dao went completely mad, no longer caring about its own losses.

The mutilated body burst forth with the most dazzling light.

He even began to forcibly extract the primal power of the surrounding annihilation tides, condensing it into a "Spear of Annihilation" that seemed capable of judging the birth and death of all worlds and ending everything.

"Ning Feng, you are very good, I will remember you."

Even if we lose this time, even if we really lose, I will still remember you.

"You will not survive the tide of annihilation; the Great Annihilation is impossible to truly endure."

The moment the spear materialized, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.

It was as if, in the next instant, all existence would vanish into nothingness.

"Ning Feng, be careful!" Countless exclamations rang out.

Ning Feng took a deep breath, facing this ultimate strike that embodied the last will of the Heavenly Dao and the origin of annihilation.

He stopped dodging.

He slowly ascended to the center of the battlefield, and his aura began to rise infinitely.

"My way is not to be stolen, but to be created."

"My path is not one of rebellion, but of transcendence."

"This realm is not a place of rebellion, but a source of hope!"

His voice was calm, yet it carried a powerful force that defined reality and reshaped the rules.

The power of the entire [Era of the Flame], the indomitable will of all the warriors, the unwavering faith of the Earthlings, and even that trace of the "Power of Nothingness" that had been completely transformed, were all perfectly integrated with him at this moment.

He stretched out his hand, but no weapon materialized.

He simply reached out and grabbed at the spear of annihilation that was being projected at him.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the Spear of Annihilation, powerful enough to annihilate galaxies, disintegrated rapidly the moment it touched Ning Feng's palm, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Its ultimate and ultimate meaning was directly understood, encompassed, and transformed by Ning Feng's path of transcendence.

This is no longer a contest of strength.

It's not a crushing defeat at the dimensional level.

"No...this is impossible..." The remnant of the Heavenly Dao let out an incredulous roar, tinged with fear.

"ended."

Ning Feng spoke softly, his gaze piercing through the void and landing on the twisted core of the remnant body of the Heavenly Dao.

He pointed to a point, and a seemingly ordinary yet transcendent light, containing the very meaning of "existence," traversed time and space, ignored defenses, and directly imprinted itself on the core of the remnant body of the Heavenly Dao.

There was no explosion, no struggle.

The movements of the crippled body of the Heavenly Dao completely froze.

That body pieced together from countless broken laws.

Starting from the core, it's like a sand sculpture scattered by the wind.

It gradually transforms into the most basic particles, and finally, it completely dissipates into nothingness.

His resentment, bitterness, and the last vestige of his obsession with "existence" were also completely wiped away.

The Heavenly Dao, spanning countless ages and reaping the rewards of countless eras…

And so, it came to a complete end.

With the complete annihilation of the remnant of the Heavenly Dao, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining Heavenly Dao army,

Those ancient emperors, reapers, and law puppets,

Like a puppet whose strings have been cut, his movements instantly froze, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed and disappeared.

Their bodies began to disintegrate, turning into pure energy streams or ethereal dust, returning to the cold universe.

The war is over.

Victory.

To be precise, it has temporarily ended.

After a brief silence, deafening cheers erupted from behind the walls of the [Era of Fire], echoing across the starry sky.

The survivors embraced and wept; both the warriors and the Earthlings shed tears of excitement and relief.

But the joy of victory was quickly overshadowed by immense sorrow.

Ning Feng stood in the void, gazing at the ravaged battlefield. Beyond the fortress, countless remnants of both sides floated, along with shattered stars and extinguished divine flames…

And those comrades who can never return.

Qinglin, Cangming... and many more nameless heroes who sacrificed their lives in the battle to defend the fortress.

Their remnants may have completely vanished, or perhaps only a trace remains, slumbering deep within Ning Feng's eternal heart, awaiting a future that may or may not come.

Ning Zhan, Yi Zhan, the Great Demon God, Chi Liao, and others gathered around Ning Feng, all of them wounded and their spirits were weak.

But his eyes were filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and endless exhaustion.

The sovereign and Xuan Yuan also began to collect the remains of the victims, or the remaining weapons and marks.

“We…won, and we’re still alive.” Ning Zhan’s voice was hoarse as he patted his son’s shoulder, his eyes filled with tears, a mixture of pride and grief for his fallen comrades.

"We won too badly." Yi Zhan sighed heavily, looking at the many fewer familiar faces.

Ning Feng nodded silently, his gaze sweeping over each survivor before finally settling on the new world that had been protected by blood and sacrifice.

The barriers are slowly repairing themselves under the influence of the world's origin, and the damaged mountains and rivers inside are gradually being restored in the rhythm of the Great Dao.

"Their sacrifice will not be in vain." Ning Feng's voice carried a heavy weight. "This land they protected with their lives will forever remember them."