"Senior Brother Sun, this place is indeed as the Five Sects and Seven Schools have said, filled with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. There are many treasures here that are already scarce outside, and even if we don't need them, we can sell them for a high price."

"Tsk, even though they live in the Immortal World, these bumpkins don't even know what day or year it is, not to mention recognizing these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. If I were the decision-maker of the Five Sects and Seven Schools, I wouldn't be so gentle."

"Oh? How do you mean?"

"Think about it, these people can live in the Immortal World, which means they have the Immortal Fate, right?"

For the Yunding Human Clan, the way to differentiate between the Immortal World and Mortal World is whether people can survive there.

Those without Immortal Fate suffer even from being in a place surrounded by Spiritual Energy; they might faint or worse, die explosively.

Thus, the separation between Immortal and Mortal was established.

The region where the Eastern Dynasty is located includes large, medium, and small domains. Although the people here don't understand the external cultivation system, they can live peacefully, showing they initially possess the Immortal Fate.

"So?"

"Therefore, rather than educating these unprepared primitives, it's better to supply these resources to us cultivators. After all, the Two Realms Pass situation is tense, and Sect Master Zheng and Saint Lu clearly have bigger ambitions, so wasting resources on these hundreds of billions of people is indeed a waste, isn't it?"

"Of course, you can select the geniuses here, but they must be strictly monitored in case they have selfish intentions to help others?"

"To help others, they have to wait until Sect Master Zheng's ambitions are realized, right?"

"Senior Brother Sun, what you're saying is basically letting these backward primitives wait for death?"

"Heh, who told them to close themselves off from the world? I heard this Dynasty recently renamed itself to Qiming Immortal Dynasty, what arrogance!"

"That's right, a bunch of frogs in a well, who gave them the nerve?"

"So... let's take some of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures first."

"Senior Brother Sun, isn't that wrong? The Five Sects and Seven Schools instructed us to scout first and decide how to allocate these resources later. If we secretly take them, we'll be killed…"

"Bah! Once the Five Sects and Seven Schools have discussed and decided, how will we get our share of the treasures here?"

"The Wandao Sect is dedicated to fairness, surely they won't let such a situation happen."

"What about the other Four Sects and Seven Schools?"

"Well…"

"Therefore, quickly take them, and if we don't even get a sip of the soup, don't blame me for not warning you."

The young man addressed as Senior Brother Sun immediately began collecting treasures into his Storage Ring, and the remaining people exchanged glances, ultimately succumbing to the temptation of the treasures and prepared to start collecting as well.

But just as they began to collect —

Bang!

With a muffled explosion sound, a mist of flesh and blood filled the vision, splattering everywhere.

Everyone stared in shock at Senior Brother Sun, who exploded into a cloud of blood, with horror gradually surfacing in their eyes.

"Did Senior Brother Sun take something he shouldn't have?"

"I don't know…"

Bang… bang bang!

Successive explosion sounds echoed in the areas near the Dynasty's border, and any cultivator who began taking the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures exploded into blood mist without exception, becoming nourishment for this land.

However, after the initial blood mist, suddenly, the remaining cultivators left behind intact corpses, and then… disappeared from their original places.

Many witnessed these scenes.

Not only the Dynasty's people, but also cultivators from outside.

Imperial Capital Shengjing, the plaza in front of Chang'an Hall.

Bodies appeared out of thin air, then piled up chaotically together, leaving the civil and military officials present dumbfounded.

In a short time, the number of corpses reached tens of thousands in their view, recalling the initial scenes of the pit of bodies.

"Where did these bodies come from?!"

"Judging by their clothing, they slightly differ from our… Immortal Dynasty."

"These are… Immortal corpses from outside the border? How could they appear here?"

"Does Your Majesty…"

"But does Your Majesty have…"

"In Elder Wu's mind, does Your Majesty not even have the power to protect our Dynasty's people?"

The doors of Chang'an Hall opened at that moment, Dongfang Xinglan, dressed in the Emperor's Crown, stepped out, standing high on the steps, overlooking the officials.

As she gently raised her hand, more corpses appeared out of thin air, and the vacant space in the plaza was quickly occupied by the overlapping bodies.

Dongfang Xinglan looked expressionlessly at the officials below, making it important for the people inside the border to know the real world, and more importantly, to continue pledging loyalty to her as their Emperor.

"Guards, strip Elder Wu of his official robe… throw him out!"

Upon the command, the Jinyi Guard immediately stepped in to strip Elder Wu of his robe.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty have mercy, I know nothing…"

Elder Wu struggled, having only been rewarded for serving the Emperor for less than two days, how could he revert back so quickly!?

Dongfang Xinglan looked on expressionlessly, with Xu Zhengyue defending on behalf of the Emperor: "Your Majesty dared to confront the Saint Heir of the World's No.1 Immortal Sect face-to-face, clearly prepared to open the border and integrate into the grand world, and you, such a fool, can't even understand this, how can you assist Your Majesty in dominating?"

Elder Wu's voice abruptly stopped, his struggle ceased, and he dejectedly allowed the Jinyi Guard to escort him out of the Palace.

"Your Majesty…"

Xu Zhengyue bowed to Dongfang Xinglan: "That Saint Lu…"

Before he could finish, his voice suddenly ceased.

In his view, Lu Jin'an held onto the door frame and walked out from within Chang'an Hall, unharmed like the Emperor.

Feeling the filling Spiritual Power within him, Lu Jin'an looked at Dongfang Xinglan's back standing in the early morning sunlight.