The Spear Thrust Like a Dragon, Shattering the Sky-Binding Chains to Save His Father!

Madness glimmered in Xiao Yang's eyes!

He knew his father was telling the truth.

With his current strength, perhaps he really couldn't sever those nine God Binding Locks connected to the entire Buzhou Mountain.

But there was still hope!

Xiao Wuji looked at his son's frenzied, resolute expression, feeling both comforted and anxious.

He knew his son's temperament. He was exactly the same as Xiao Wuji had been in his youth.

Just as domineering, just as stubborn.

Once he made up his mind, not even nine oxen could turn him back.

Forget it... Forget it...

Xiao Wuji let out a long sigh, a trace of resolve flashing in his eyes.

Since there was no way out, he would do one last thing for his son before he died!

"Yang'er, come here."

His voice suddenly grew calm.

"I don't have much time left. Before that ominous power completely devours my Divine Soul, I'll pass on the most powerful divine art of my life!"

"This is the peerless divine art I created myself, acclaimed as 'the greatest offensive art in ten thousand years'—the Fighting God Art!"

"This art can turn Battle Intent into substance and transform battle energy into sacred fire! As long as your Battle Intent remains unextinguished, you'll grow stronger the longer you fight, without end! There's no limit!"

"Listen carefully!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Wuji began using his feeble spiritual sense to pass the Fighting God Art's methods and profound principles into Xiao Yang's mind, bit by bit.

He had thought that with Xiao Yang's talent, it would take at least several years, perhaps even decades, to gain an initial understanding of this peerless divine art.

He had only hoped to plant a seed of hope in his son.

Then he would use the last of his strength