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

Chapter 1808

Another one succeeded.

A spark of hope ignited in Ning Feng's heart, dispelling some of the heaviness of going against the tide.

He dared not stop for a moment, his figure struggling to navigate through the turbulent waters once again.

"Senior Xuan Yuan!"

In a fold of time and space filled with the lamentations of stone tablets and the echoes of praises to civilization.

He found the silent will of the monument keeper, Gengen, which was about to perish along with the entire era.

Guide them!

The remnant soul that carried the names of countless sages transformed into a thick stream of light and fell into the Tomb of Will.

"Senior Chi Liao!"

At the end of a spacetime rift briefly illuminated by blazing fire.

He captured the fiery spirit of Chi Liao, a spirit that was explosive and unyielding, preferring to burn itself out rather than yield.

Guide them!

The intense light streamed into the tomb, like an inextinguishable lamp.

One after another...

The sovereign's sigh, carrying the lingering echoes of a civilized era...

The Great Demon God's wild and unrestrained final battle cry...

Qilin Ancestor, Heavenly Phoenix Empress, Lord of War...

One by one, the warriors who fell in the previous battles were scattered at different points in time.

The fragmented divine souls or imprints of will that were about to be completely annihilated were "snatched" back from the clutches of annihilation by Ning Feng with immense power and unwavering will.

They are temporarily housed in that mysterious tomb of will.

In a short period of time, he has found more than a dozen remnant souls.

However, just as he successfully guided the remnant soul of a warrior and was preparing to rush to the next spacetime region,

"Boom!!!"

A chilling, twisted, and terrifying will, filled with endless resentment and greed, suddenly erupted from a collapsing spacetime structure to the side and behind.

This is... the remnant will of the Heavenly Dao.

It didn't completely perish in the final collision; instead, it managed to survive by leveraging the spacetime chaos caused by the tide of annihilation.

And... it seems to have devoured the lingering resentment of countless beings who perished in the annihilation, transforming it into a collective of resentment composed of billions of distorted faces, shattered stars, and wailing civilizations.

Its aura was even more eerie and malevolent than before.

“Ning… Feng…”

"Those who obstruct...the road...will die!"

"The resentment of all living beings has returned to nothingness!"

The remnant soul of that Heaven let out a roar mixed with countless sounds, carrying a monstrous torrent of filth and destruction, like a poisonous dragon condensed from despair and curses, fiercely attacking Ning Feng, who was struggling to move forward and whose mind was mostly focused on searching for guidance.

Wherever it passed, the turbulent currents of time and space were stained a murky black.

It forcibly extracted the negative energy from those spacetime fragments that had not yet been swallowed by annihilation, using it to strengthen itself.

Ning Feng's pupils suddenly contracted!

He was at a critical moment in the reverse flow of time and space, and most of his power was used to maintain his own existence and guide the remnant souls. He was unable to fully deal with this sudden attack.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly and turned around hastily.

The Primordial Undying Body radiated a clear light, and the power of the Primordial Beginning and Reincarnation intertwined to form a barrier in front of it.

Boom.

The resentful dragon slammed into the barrier, its filthy energy violently corroding Ning Feng, causing his body to tremble violently and a trickle of golden blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

Using the force of the impact, he increased his speed again, and without hesitation continued searching for his next target.

On one hand, they must race against time to save their comrades before spacetime completely collapses.

On one side is the relentless pursuit of the Heavenly Dao's lingering spirit, a remnant of the mortals' resentment infused with the grievances of all living beings.

Ning Feng found himself in an unprecedented predicament.

He was like dancing on a knife's edge, running wildly on a collapsing tightrope.

Each time he travels through time and space, each time he guides a remnant soul, he may be able to find a weakness in the Heavenly Dao's remnant soul and launch a fatal attack.

He traversed the ruins of the chaotic ancient timeline, witnessing the tragic ends of many more warriors and saving a few lingering souls.

He forcefully broke through the barriers of space and time, and entered the ancient space-time where even the laws seemed primitive and violent.

Here, he found several ancient beings who had fought in an earlier era, whose remnant souls were almost assimilated with the primordial evil energy.