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

Chapter 1851

Broken rubble and fragments of divine weapons are mixed together, covered in eternal dust.

The air was filled with a decay and sorrow that even the power of the new life of the era could not completely dispel.

That was the final sigh left after the old era had completely died.

There is no life here, only a cold end.

Yun Jin's footsteps clattered on the path paved with broken bones, making a soft "crack" sound that sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

The soul fire in his eyes was no longer as calm as when he was facing Ning Feng; instead, it burned fiercely and silently, leaping with endless pain and memories.

He walked through the dilapidated archway, where half of the clan emblem on the lintel was still faintly discernible.

That was once a glorious mark, interwoven with the laws of the Great Dao, symbolizing the authority of "Return to the Void" and "War and Conquest".

He stopped in front of a completely collapsed giant hall, which had once been the ancestral hall of his clan.

He received his father's teachings here and came to understand the mission of the Skeleton Clan.

Today, only a few huge, cracked, rib-like structures stubbornly point towards the gray void, as if indomitable inquiries.

Boom boom boom,

With each step he took, a memory resurfaced in his mind.

Unbeknownst to him, tears of blood were already streaming from his eyes.

Finally, he reached the deepest part of the ruins.

There, piles of relatively intact skeletons were found.

They were arranged carefully, and although they were all covered with battle scars, the characteristics of different tribes could still be vaguely discerned.

Some of their bones were translucent, containing lingering Daoist energy.

Some were as large as mountains, once giant warriors charging into battle.

Some were petite and delicate, their former liveliness still faintly discernible...

These are the remains of his people that he instinctively collected and gathered during his long, silent slumber, relying on the last glimmer of his undying spirit.

They are the last and most essential members of their clan.

Yun Jin slowly sat down in front of the mountain of bones, a broken bone knife resting on his lap.

He stretched out his pale fingers and gently stroked the head of a smaller skeleton in front of him, his movements so gentle as if afraid of disturbing a deep slumber.

On the forehead of that skeleton was a small, faded flame pattern.

That was his sister's mark.

"I'm back."

He spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse as if the wind were blowing through his bones.

"We...have a new home."

“A Lord who is willing to accept us.”

"He ignited the spirits of our era, allowing our era to revive once more and embark on a new journey."

He paused, his soul fire gazing at the new era pioneered by Ning Feng, a complex and unfathomable emotion surfacing deep within its light.

There is confusion, and there is hope.

But more than anything, it carries a heavy responsibility.

"But our revenge remains unavenged."

Our hatred has not subsided.

His voice suddenly became deep and sharp, with a clanging sound like metal rubbing against stone:

"Nirvana...will come one day..."

He didn't finish speaking.

But the originally restrained murderous aura around him spread out uncontrollably, intertwining with the deathly silence and sorrow of the ruins, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

He stopped talking and just sat there quietly.

It was as if it had become part of the ruins.

A living monument that guards the graves of the deceased.

The brilliance of the new era falls on the edge of the ruins, but it cannot illuminate the shadow at the very core.

This is the past he must bear, an unhealable scar, and also the sole reason that sustains his existence and his continued fighting.

In this vibrant new era, this old-era gravesite, which he personally arranged, silently speaks of the cruelty of war and the weight of memory.

Finally, he kowtowed several times to his ancestors, then stood up.

"Father, Mother, this battle is not far off."

"Rest assured, your child will fight to the very end."

He only said this one sentence.

Finally, he turned and left.

……

Ning Feng saw everything.

He agreed to Yun Jin's request without hesitation.