"If Yun Zunshi said this, it seems that Han is a powerful martial artist?"
"In order to avoid this Shi Lingxiao, Master Xian Tao and I have returned from the Holy Realm of Truth to the Temple of the Future. It can be regarded as retreating again and again."
"But Shi Lingxiao still pursues this remote planet in the holy civilization without mercy, and wants to kill us all."
"Under such circumstances, if I had not enslaved Shi Lingxiao and the new generation of aboriginal people from the Holy Land of Truth, how could I have escaped this never-ending pursuit?"
"Are they the only ones in the world who can hunt us down, but I can't fight back?
How can it be so reasonable!”
Han Jiulin spoke loudly and asked Yin Ruoyun loudly.
"Han Jiulin, although what you said is correct, Prince Lingxiao is, after all, the beloved son of the most powerful King Feng Xu among the eight princes of the Holy Realm of Truth."
"If the news that you have enslaved Prince Lingxiao is discovered by King Feng Xu, not to mention you, even the entire Holy God Civilization and Xuanli World will not be able to escape destruction!"
"At that time, not only you, but also everyone around you who cares about will be dead. Is this what you want to see?"
Yin Ruoyun shook his head, and then analyzed Han Jiulin again.
"Of course I understand what you said."
"It's just that if I don't enslave Shi Lingxiao and the new generation of aborigines from the Holy Realm of Truth, the people around me who I care about will not be let go by them either!"
"Whether King Fengxu will realize that his beloved son is being enslaved by me is doubtful for the time being."
"But if I hadn't enslaved Shi Lingxiao and the others today, I'm afraid those people around me who care about him would soon be killed by him!"
"Under such circumstances, do you think I have any choice?"
"I have done everything I should do. If I still fail in the end, I can only accept my fate, but at least I have tried my best to protect the people around me. It is better than waiting to die here!"
Hearing Han Jiulin's words, Yin Ruoyun couldn't help but let out a long sigh, knowing that Han Jiulin really had no choice.
Ever since he provoked a second-generation ancestor like Prince Lingxiao, who was narrow-minded and vengeful, Han Jiulin had faced a terrible situation. Even he could not say that what he did was wrong.
"In this case, I can only wish Mr. Jiulin good luck and say goodbye."
Yin Ruoyun slightly cupped her hands towards Han Jiulin and wanted to fly away, but Han Jiulin teleported and blocked his way forward.
"Master Jiulin, what does this mean?
Do you want to enslave me too?"
Yin Ruoyun showed slight anger on his face and asked Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin did not answer Yin Ruoyun directly, but poured his spiritual power into Yin Ruoyun's quasi-god body, suddenly sealing the sub-godhead in his body.
After the secondary godhead was sealed, Yin Ruoyun felt his eyes go dark, and then he fell backwards.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Han Jiulin took Yin Ruoyun's fallen body into his arms, and then walked towards Huangfu Zhirou and An Yinhe.
"My young prince, just now Sister Zhirou said that this girl from the Holy Realm of Truth has a crush on you. Now you've knocked her unconscious and hugged her. Could it be that you are also interested in her?"
As An Yinhe said this, the new generation geniuses in the future temple around them couldn't help but smile playfully.
Yin Ruoyun's skin is whiter than snow, her face is stunning, her body is plump but her waist is slender. She is considered a stunning beauty in any civilization.
Under such circumstances, even if Han Jiulin really had a crush on this woman who came from the holy realm of truth in the ninth-level supreme civilization, it would be unusual.
"Impossible, Yin Ruoyun has only met me a few times, how can he have a crush on me?"
"I have only met her a few times, let alone know her well, so naturally I have no other thoughts."
"The reason why I restrained her is because she saw what I did today after all. Once she returns to the Holy Land of Truth and leaks this matter, we will all be in disaster!"
"Although Yin Ruoyun has helped me twice, after all, this matter is very important and I really don't dare to take the risk."
"Even if Yin Ruoyun won't betray us, the Holy Land of Truth is, after all, the ninth-level supreme civilization, and there are so many powerful methods in it. If Yin Ruoyun is suspected of being interrogated and cannot withstand those methods, the flood will be the same!
"
"For this reason, I actually have no choice."
"What happened today is that I can't forgive her. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely make up for it with all my strength."
At the end of his words, Han Jiulin glanced at Yin Ruoyun, who had been taken over by Huangfu Zhirou and An Yinhe. There was a sense of guilt in his eyes, and he sighed slightly and continued.
"Sister Zhirou, I feel that what the young prince is telling you now is not the truth at all!"
"Miss Ruoyun is so beautiful and has helped the young prince twice. How could he not be tempted?"
An Yinhe glanced at Han Jiulin suspiciously, then leaned into Huangfu Zhirou's ear and whispered.
"I also think this playboy surnamed Han must be interested in this girl, huh!"
Huangfu Zhirou glanced at Han Jiulin, then nodded and smiled.
Han Jiulin felt a little helpless when he heard what these two little girls said to each other. He knew that no matter how he explained at this time, they would not believe it at all.
So with a wry smile, he turned around and walked up to Shi Lingxiao and his party, then took out the human-shaped metal from the gourd of heaven and earth, and asked Shi Lingxiao:
"Shi Lingxiao, what on earth is this thing?"
It's not that Han Jiulin doesn't want to use the power of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten to obtain the memories in the minds of these new generation aborigines from the Holy Land of Truth.
It's just that this ninth-level supreme civilization is indeed well-deserved, and the memory in the mind carries a majestic energy that even the power of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten cannot break through at this time.
So in desperation, Han Jiulin had no choice but to ask them questions according to the oldest method.
"Reporting to the master, this thing is the Qianyi Zhandu which was forged by the first Prime Minister Zuo in our Holy Realm of Truth."
"There are still one hundred thousand of these fighting idols in our Holy Realm of Truth. It is said that if these one hundred thousand fighting idols are sent out together, they can be said to be unstoppable."
"However, since the Holy Land of Truth has reached our generation, no one can mobilize these 100,000 warriors at the same time to fight. If not, I am afraid that the group of rebels in the Holy Land of Truth would have been wiped out."
Shi Lingxiao bowed deeply to Han Jiulin and responded respectfully.
"According to what you said at this time, is it possible that the Holy Land of Truth has declined a lot compared to when it was first founded?"
Han Jiulin realized the key to Shi Lingxiao's words and asked him again.
"Reporting to the master, it is indeed the case."
"The first-generation pioneers of the Holy Realm of Truth are all top experts in countless universes, and the first-generation Emperor of Truth is the strongest ruler standing in the world."
"Although today's Holy Realm of Truth is still a ninth-level supreme civilization with countless masters, it is not comparable to the peak of Holy Realm of Truth back then."