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

Within a bustling metropolis, an old rune master suffered a backlash from his research into ancient forbidden formations, resulting in the collapse of his Dao foundation and his abandonment by his sect.

He lay on his sickbed, dazed and confused, awaiting the end of his life.

A sliver of moonlight, like a final act of pity, fell into his parched sea of ​​consciousness.

Instead of repairing his foundation, it plunged him into a peculiar "sudden enlightenment."

The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand principles of formations now flowed through his heart like a clear stream.

He struggled to sit up, dipped his finger in the blood, and frantically deduced on the sheets, a near-mad flame of wisdom rekindling in his eyes.

He may never have the power again for the rest of his life.

However, he devoted the rest of his life to writing "A New Interpretation of the Way of Battle".

Perhaps at some point in the future, it will light a different kind of beacon for this era.

……

Even in that dark abyss, there was a dark worm that had just gained sentience and only knew how to fight according to the instinct of the survival of the fittest.

After swallowing a piece of ore stained with a clear glow, a trace of confusion beyond instinct flashed in its scarlet compound eyes for the first time.

It stopped its endless devouring and began, for the first time, to "think" about its own existence.

This seed of enlightenment may take millions of years to blossom and bear fruit, but the seed of change has already been sown.

Ning Feng's fragments of divine thought did not directly grant powerful abilities to all living beings.

More like unique keys, or highly adaptable "seeds of the Tao".

Based on each individual's own temperament, aptitude, and circumstances, different possibilities are opened up, guiding them to the path that best suits them.

Make up for deficiencies and unleash potential.

It could even open up entirely new directions for evolution.

……

This silent shower was Ning Feng's final and most thorough "nurturing" of this homeland before stepping onto the final battlefield.

The fundamental laws of the entire new era are nurtured by this omnipresent and subtle influence.

It seems to have become more active, more inclusive, and more growth-oriented.

The foundation of the world is becoming increasingly solid and its foundation increasingly profound, without anyone noticing.

Chao Dao and Li Tao stood at the top of the main hall.

Although it was impossible to clearly perceive the destination of every wisp of divine thought, one could sense the harmonious state of the entire era, one of "vibrant life and flowing Daoist energy."

This moment is more intense than ever before.

“He…never really left,” Li Tao said softly.

Chao Dao looked up at the starry sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void.

Seeing the absolute domain where the ultimate battle was raging, he slowly nodded, his voice firm and powerful:

"His will has become one with this world."

"Issue the order: from this day forward, the new calendar will be renamed..."

"The Chronicle of Wind".

It means that integrity endures and hope burns forever.

……

"The Chronicles of Wind and Fire..."

Ning Feng muttered to himself, a smile appearing on his face, "A bit chuunibyou."

The next moment, he took a step forward.

boom,

Suddenly, the world spun around, as if an endless whirlwind was sweeping out and rushing towards heaven and earth.

Centered on Ning Feng, a powerful turbulent current stretched all the way into the distant past, as if entering a world isolated from the primordial era and the past.

Before my eyes, everything was gray and dilapidated.

This is annihilation, a true stillness.

At the edge of that void, the Great Demon God's towering demonic body stood proudly, its dark purple demonic light surging like a boiling tide, constantly crashing against the surrounding grayness.

The long river of civilization of the sovereign surrounds it.

The colossal earth dragon of Xuan Yuan lay coiled beneath, while the scorching chaotic firebirds of Chi Liao soared and danced...

All the warriors had revealed their strongest forms, their powerful auras merging into one, like an immortal beacon ignited in eternal darkness.

However, their light was suppressed by a deeper and larger shadow ahead.

Facing the great demon was a creature whose majesty and terror defied description.