Outside the old capital of the Little Divine Treasury Star System.
The six-million-strong interstellar allied army was preparing to launch its final all-out assault on the old capital.
The two million Illusory God cultivators led by Emperor Mi formed the "Nether Swan Illusory God Sword Formation," hanging high in the heavens in the form of a gray, sky-spanning giant sword as it accumulated ever more power.
For a time, heaven and earth changed color. The combined power of the two million Illusory God cultivators brought forth masses of mist that gathered upon the giant sword, making it increasingly solid.
"You can feel it—the Divine Treasury power in the Dao Formation barrier is already weakening. This strike will surely shatter their final defenses completely!" an allied soldier said ecstatically.
"When we break through, seize the Divine Treasury Stones first, then seize the Divine Treasury Clan women, then slaughter all those useless men, the elderly, and the children!" Someone's eyes gleamed with bloodlust as he already imagined and planned the division of the spoils.
"Why should the Divine Treasury Stones treasured by other star systems be monopolized in such abundance by the Little Divine Treasury Star System? With so many resources, they were born to be invaded! They can't blame us for this..." Someone was finding reasons to justify his invasion.
Meanwhile, atop the old capital's walls, countless Divine Treasury Clan members contributed their strength, all of them already at death's door.
The Dao Formation barrier was on the brink of collapse. They reinforced it with their own power, only wishing to make it hold out a little longer.
But... they were too exhausted!
After so many days without rest, the immense pressure of defending the city had driven them to the verge of collapse!
"These beasts! These thieves! If the Divine