Yaochen glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and laughed softly, his tone with a hint of disdain and control.

“Get rid of it? Why get rid of it? ”

He stood up slowly, mopped the floor in his wide holy robe, slowly walked down the golden steps, stood with his hands on his back, his eyes overlooking the entire hall, his momentum was majestic.

“Although the temple has been defeated, they still have a lot of good things in their hands that our temple urgently needs. Those secret realm resources, those holy mountain secrets, and the physical body of the ghost clan venerable are all treasures that we have planned for a long time but have never been able to obtain. ”

“If we kill them now, these things are likely to disappear forever and never be found, wouldn’t we not be worth the loss?”

“Besides, although that supernatural power is down, after all, he was once a hegemon, and these disciples under his command are all dead warriors who have experienced the baptism of war.

In the future, when dealing with the Demon Dragon lineage and that Ning Zhi, they may still be of great use, serving as our cannon fodder and resisting damage for us. ”