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

And... that final, suffocating gray desolation that enveloped everything.

“Annihilation…” he uttered hoarse syllables from his dry throat, carrying a deep-seated hatred and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

It was that disaster that turned them into the withered bones in this Abyss of Ten Thousand Bones.

However, immediately afterward, another, grander vision overshadowed those painful fragments of memory.

In the endless darkness and deathly silence,

A figure descended.

He radiated an indescribable glow.

Wherever it goes, chaos is dispelled, laws are reshaped, and life begins to sprout...

It was he who reversed this absolute "death" and "end" into "life" and "beginning".

"Owner……"

The young master muttered to himself, his soul fire gradually filling with a complex emotion.

gratitude?

Awe?

Perhaps there was also a hint of hesitation stemming from the pride of their ancient bloodline.

He recalled more details.

That figure enlightened living beings, orchestrated the elements, and defined the rules...

Their methods, their power, and the essence of their existence are completely different from any known powerful figure in their clan's inherited memories.

That's not destruction, that's creation.

It is plunder, it is giving.

This is not the end.

It is to open up new possibilities.

“He… is not of my kind.”

The young master finally realized this clearly.

The Daoist aura flowing through Ning Feng's body is fundamentally different from the essence of his clan, which originated from bones and death.

They are the souls of the old era, twisting and reborn on the desolate corpses.

Ning Feng, on the other hand, is a true creator, an existence that opens up a new world from nothingness.

This realization caused him to lower the bone knife in his hand slightly.

The overwhelming malevolent aura unconsciously subsided when faced with this vast and boundless creative power.

“Young Master,” a tall clansman, who had also recently awakened, stepped forward, his voice carrying a metallic quality, “Do we… really have to serve him as our master? After all…”

The young master stopped and turned to look at the silent clansmen behind him.

Their eyes also reflected confusion, wariness, and a hint of longing for a new life.

"My people... perished in annihilation."

The young master's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every clansman: "Our flesh and blood, our bones, and even our remaining will are all permeated with the curse of annihilation and despair."

He raised his bony finger and pointed to the vibrant world around him.

Pointing to the illusory figure of Ning Feng, which hung high in the heavens and exuded a warm Daoist aura.

"And he shattered the silence and brought new life."

"What he gave me was not just this physical body, but also... the future."

"A future no longer shrouded in the shadow of annihilation."

His words carried a sense of profound realization after a period of deep sorrow: "The pride of our people should not become an obstacle that blinds us."

"It is not a disgrace to acknowledge the leadership of the stronger."

"But rather...the wisdom of survival and revival."

He looked in Ning Feng's direction again, the hesitation in his eyes completely gone, replaced by a firm belief.

"He may be the one who can truly lead us, lead this era, to the end."

“Even… beings seeking revenge against the source of annihilation.”

"Following him is not about surrendering, but about standing shoulder to shoulder with him."

Having said that, he said no more and turned to continue walking.

This time, his steps were more resolute, and the confusion in the eyes of his people behind him was gradually replaced by the same belief.

They concealed their murderous aura and, like the most devout pilgrims, headed towards the source of creation.

At the center of that new era, the being named Ning Feng moved forward in silence.

Along the way, they encountered many more newborn creatures.

Those creatures that were enlightened by Ning Feng or naturally conceived were initially wary of these "skeleton creatures" that exuded an aura of death.

But when they sensed that the people meant no harm and instead had a solemn, pilgrimage-like demeanor, they all made way and cast curious glances their way.

This team, emerging from the abyss of death, walked through a vibrant new world, creating a strange yet harmonious scene.