In addition to this magnificent and dazzling temple, there are seven other huge temples of similar size within the Holy Land of Truth.
As long as they are creatures in the Holy Realm of Truth, they will definitely be in awe of these eight palaces suspended in the sky.
Just because the eight palaces are inhabited by eight high-ranking princes from the Holy Realm of Truth.
After the disappearance of Emperor Truth and Queen Truth, all major affairs in the Holy Land of Truth are now controlled by these eight high-status princes.
After the tall man wearing silver-blue divine wind armor led Han Jiulin and Shi Lingxiao into the palace where King Feng Xu was, he couldn't help but look at Han Jiulin again.
Originally, he thought that since he found out that he controlled Prince Lingxiao, this boy would be frightened to pieces and lose his mind.
Unexpectedly, the kid named Han Jiulin remained calm and composed, not showing any signs of panic.
With such a calm mind and extraordinary willpower, this god wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for talent in his heart.
After all, if a young man with Han Jiulin's temperament can survive, he will definitely become a strong man in the future.
It's a pity that this kid really doesn't know how to live or die, and he dares to control even Prince Lingxiao. He is destined to be executed by His Royal Highness King Fengxu Lingchi.
How can one talk about the future with a dead person?
"Master, this is where my father is. If my father discovers that my master controls me, my father will definitely be furious!"
"At that time, not only will the master's life be in danger, but the star field where the master is located will also be destroyed..."
Even though the god in silver-blue kamikaze armor had been brought here, Shi Lingxiao, who was controlled by the power of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten, still prioritized Han Jiulin's considerations in sending out messages.
The man wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor naturally heard the message easily, and couldn't help but glance at Han Jiulin, and then shook his head slightly.
After entering the hall, Han Jiulin saw countless beautiful women wearing silk and satin, moving gracefully in the hall.
Considering the appearance of these extraordinary-looking women, even this god wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor couldn't help but look at them a few more times.
As Han Jiulin glanced around, he couldn't help but laugh at the taste of King Feng Xu.
This kind of pomp and extravagance can only be seen in the palaces of princes in ordinary places.
But in the holy realm of truth of the ninth-level supreme civilization, he saw such a ridiculous scene again, which made Han Jiulin dumbfounded for a moment.
"Isn't this General Guo Langzhao?"
"Shouldn't the general be ordered to fight against those rebels who have betrayed the Holy Land of Truth?
Why do you have the leisure to come to Fengxu Palace at this time?"
Judging from the combat power of this god wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor, even though he could crush the dancer in front of him to pieces with just one thought, he never showed any contempt for her.
Instead, he responded rather politely:
"Please let me know, girl, that I have something important to do and would like to see His Highness Prince Fengxu."
The dancer in silk satin smiled coquettishly at the god in silver-blue kamikaze armor, and then spoke:
"I understand, but His Highness King Fengxu should be handling military affairs now. I'm afraid I have to ask the general to wait here for a while."
The dancer, who was dressed in silk and satin, turned around with a chuckle, and then entered the inner hall of Fengxu Palace.
But the god wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor could only continue to wait here stupidly.
Seeing such a scene, Han Jiulin couldn't help but shook his head.
As the ninth-level supreme civilization in this universe, this holy realm of truth has reached the point where it can use divine power detectors to communicate with each other, and can be transported to any plane at will with the help of the Tianji Shrine.
In Han Jiulin's view, such performance can indeed be called the highest civilization in the universe.
But as soon as he arrived at the Fengxu Palace, Han Jiulin felt an earthy smell coming over him. Not only was the decoration inside the palace extremely tasteless, the dancers were all heavily made up, and their original recognition was also greatly reduced.
At this moment, this god in silver-blue kamikaze armor wanted to see King Fengxu, but he actually had to resort to such an old-fashioned method of asking a dancing girl to report him in the Holy Realm of Truth. This really shocked Han Jiulin.
You must know that this god wearing silver-blue kamikaze armor is also an extraordinary god who has reached the level of a god. Outside, he is a general who controls countless gods.
But he didn't expect that the Fengxu Palace would turn into such a posture, even seeing a dancing girl was a little timid.
"Shi Lingxiao, what is going on with your father that he can be so indifferent to even a god-level general?
I’m afraid even the current emperor in your Holy Realm of Truth wouldn’t behave like this, right?”
Han Jiulin frowned slightly and asked Shi Lingxiao.
"Reporting to the master, my father really likes these rules and ostentation, so he found those etiquette officers who serve the emperor from the low-level civilization domain, and specifically formulated the rules of our Fengxu Palace."
"Now all officials who come to meet my father must abide by these rules, otherwise they will be severely punished!"
Shi Lingxiao glanced at Han Jiulin and responded quietly through a message.
"What?
Your father is really a rare talent, and he actually thought of finding etiquette officials from the low-level civilized realm to formulate the rules of Fengxu Palace..."
"Shi Lingxiao, is there really nothing wrong with your father's head?"
When Han Jiulin heard Shi Lingxiao's response, he felt that this King Fengxu was really hopeless, and his evaluation of him fell to the bottom.
Unexpectedly, the high-level officials in the Holy Realm of Truth were so weird, which really made Han Jiulin a little stunned.
"Master, you have really misunderstood. If there is something wrong with my father's mind, how can he become one of the eight powerful princes in the Holy Realm of Truth?"
"The reason why my father took such a step is because he is in the highest cosmic civilization such as the Holy Realm of Truth, and his cultivation and power have reached the ultimate in the world."
"Under such circumstances, my father will naturally choose to live a more comfortable life for himself."
After hearing Shi Lingxiao's message again, Han Jiulin finally understood why there was a rebellious camp in this ninth-level supreme civilization.
If the high-level officials in the Holy Land of Truth are as weird and incomprehensible as King Fengxu, Han Jiulin would be surprised if there are no rebels in the Holy Land of Truth.
Looking around Fengxu Palace, Han Jiulin couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
Although the civilization owned by the Holy Realm of Truth is indeed worthy of being the ninth-level supreme civilization, the upper levels of it have become corrupt and degenerate, and the hope of the entire civilization has naturally been cut off.
My master, Yan Xuanzi, was indeed right. Today's holy realm of truth is simply not comparable to the time when the Emperor of Truth was founded.
Although today's holy realm of truth seems to be extremely prosperous and aloof, under the leadership of these high-level officials, what is the difference between it and the holy civilization or even the mysterious world?
The god wearing silver-blue divine wind armor naturally heard clearly the words transmitted between Han Jiulin and Shi Lingxiao.