Even in death, I'd enter the Underworld's gates rather than your hypocritical Spirit Mountain!

The countless streams of gathered faith coalesced in the air into golden chains.

The chains densely crisscrossed like a spiderweb, instantly spreading across the entire summit of Spirit Mountain.

Carrying the terrifying force of suppression, they trapped Xiao Yang and his father, Xiao Wuji, fast.

These golden chains not only sealed off the void but also shackled their cultivation.

Xiao Yang felt as if countless mountains were pressing down on him. The power within his body flowed sluggishly, and even breathing became difficult.

He was shocked. This formation's power was terrifying!

It had been formed from the faith of countless beings across the Western Desert, and its power exceeded anything he had imagined.

Xiao Wuji also felt immense pressure. His origin was damaged, and under the formation's suppression, his face had grown somewhat pale.

Emperor Tathagata looked at the trapped Xiao Yang and Xiao Wuji, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

No matter how powerful Xiao Wuji had once been, with his origin damaged, he couldn't break free from a formation formed from the faith of countless beings.

As for Xiao Yang, a Quasi Emperor, there was no way he could escape.

"Xiao Wuji, you are no longer the Divine King you once were."

Emperor Tathagata looked at Xiao Wuji, his eyes brimming with smugness.

"Your origin is damaged, and you're trapped within the Myriad Buddhas Pay Homage Great Array. What can you possibly use to fight me? I'll give you a chance. Hand over this boy's Dao Seed and divine body, and I'll let you leave. You can fend for yourself."

Emperor Tathagata weighed his options. He wanted to obtain Xiao Wuji's inheritance, but Xiao Wuji was still a Great Emperor. Even with his origin damaged, he wouldn't be easy to handle.

He could take Xiao Yang's Dao