It is a sword for saving lives, not a sword for killing.
These immortal beings are skilled in alchemy and medicinal cultivation; they are healers, not killers.
To drive them out is like leaving a treasure on an empty street for anyone to take.
The main hall in front was already in an uproar.
"Your Majesty, the Realm of Immortality has been closed off for millions of years. Our people work hard to cultivate spiritual herbs, but all the benefits go to the other five realms. Why should we be confined here and toil like their slaves?"
"How can normal transactions be described as working like servants? We grow medicinal herbs, sell them, and obtain external resources; this is our way of life."
Wherever you go, you must work to support yourself, just as the human world trades ores, the immortal world trades spirit stones, and the demon world trades mercenaries. Are you all being enslaved by the other realms?
"You're talking nonsense. This matter cannot be generalized at all."
"You are being unreasonable and allowing the Jacaranda to harm your people; you are opportunistic and ungrateful."
The queen sat on the throne, watching the two sides below each sticking to their own version of events.
She slightly raised her hand, and the powerful spiritual pressure immediately suppressed the chaotic scene, plunging the hall into silence.
"From this day forward, Jacaranda and her clan shall be expelled from the Realm of Immortality and shall not return. The Thousand Bamboo Clan and the Falling Moon Flower Clan shall also be expelled from the Realm of Immortality. The Realm of Immortality shall be closed. No one may enter or leave without my written order. Anyone who disobeys shall be expelled from the Realm."
These words, spoken so righteously before demanding openness, suddenly turned the elder of the Immortal Realm pale, and he knelt on the ground with a thud: "Your Majesty, spare my life!"
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