The Life of a Wild Dog That Started as a Wild Dog on the Roadside

Traveling across the Douluo Continent, others become geniuses, losers, and system hosts. He became a dog. A wild dog on the roadside, with ten years of cultivation, the lowest level existence in the far north. Snow wolves chased him, soul masters hunted him, and even the clan's bitch in heat didn't let him go. The only capital for survival is Gou - hiding in the cracks of rocks to chew frozen meat, crawling into the geothermal layer to lick moss, being chased for thirty years, and running away is ten thousand times more skillful than fighting. Until one day, he awakened to something that shouldn't belong to a wild dog: the element of fire. From a wild dog in ten years to a "hou" in a century, a "king" in a thousand years, and an "emperor" in ten thousand years. From being forcibly matched and sucked away by the Ice Emperor, to turning against the guest and letting the Ice Emperor give in half. From being treated as a joke by the Dragon Clan Soul Beast, to having the Dragon Clan remember his name in Falling Dragon Valley. From a roadside road three hundred years before Tang San was born, to the ruler of the far north who rescued Ayin Tang Hao and received the Poseidon's mark. After millions of years of cultivation and thousands of catastrophes, he created his own beast god status. He stood at the top of the far north and looked back - the gray-haired wild dog trembling in the crevices of the rocks seemed to be still there. He has memorized and trampled on the four words "roadside" all his life.