"You've done well."

After hearing how the two handled the matter, Qi Yuan nodded, offering a rare compliment.

If the Seven Great Sacred Lands were truly a group of honest and benevolent gentlemen, they would have long been devoured by those ruthless and cunning demonic sects, leaving nothing behind. How could they have stood strong for hundreds of thousands of years, firmly holding the mainstream position in the world of immortal cultivation?

On the contrary, the Seven Great Sacred Lands have survived to this day by adhering to strict rules and sharp methods, never showing mercy when it comes to eliminating threats.