Great Xia's Last Reserves Laid Bare, Great Xia at Death's Door

Xia Zhen was dumbfounded. Who had told him that even if a True God descended, they would be unable to break Great Xia Divine Dynasty's city-protecting formation?

Who had told him that Great Xia's hundred-thousand-year foundation was not something others could provoke at will?

Who had told him that as long as they stayed within the formation, they could sleep soundly without a care?

And now, this was called sleeping soundly without a care? This was called unbreakable?

This formation was utterly useless!

"These parasites! They've screwed me over!" Xia Zhen screamed inwardly. He believed the formation had ended up like this because someone had embezzled funds and sacrificed public interests for private gain!

Facing Qin Luo's provocation, he could only shout, "Protect me! Protect me at once!"

Even without his order, people would naturally do so.

The enemy had already reached their doorstep. They could not possibly remain unmoved.

"Attack together, drive them back, and reactivate the formation!" an old man said solemnly. He believed they must have activated the formation incorrectly. Otherwise, how could it fail to stop the enemy?

The moment his words fell, before the forces atop the city walls could organize an effective attack, someone had already set their sights on him.

The ones targeting him were none other than King Tian Nan, the Western Marshes Inspector, and the others from within Great Xia Divine Dynasty!

"Kill!" Xia Zhuo, Xia Heng, and the others were eager to earn merit. They were among the first to charge at those people.

This vividly showed their former friends, brothers, elders, and the rest that one's own people could be the most ruthless toward their own.

Xia Zhen's mind had gone completely blank.

But he was given no time to make sense of it. Someone grabbed him and shouted