After entering the High God Realm and realizing she had been tricked, he would definitely retreat at once. He would also understand that her freedom had necessarily been restricted, rather than her deliberately avoiding him.
Of course, retreating did not mean he would let the matter go. Given his temperament, he would probably lead a million demon soldiers across the Wangchuan River and attack the High God Realm as he had millions of years ago, forcing the High God Realm to choose and hand her over.
So, eight thousand years ago, she had still been far too young.
"You still haven't told me how strong your cultivation has become."
Su Qiao wanted to assess everything thoroughly. Given the abilities of him and her, how much chance would they have of winning if they faced the High God Realm and the Demon Realm at the same time? And how long would they need before they could leave seclusion?
Ye Jinghan knew what she was worried about. He stopped and wrapped both her hands in his large ones. Besides determination, his violet eyes held a hint of arrogance. "Don't worry. With me here, no one can stop us this time."
"After recovering my memories, I fused with the energy in the Demonic Cores I had hidden in my secret chamber. My cultivation should now be on par with my former self."
He had recovered, but the High God Realm was no longer the same as it had been millions of years ago.
The High God Realm now had only the Eight Great High Gods and one Innate Saint left. The others were no cause for concern.
Even among those people, only her master, Saint Fansu, had the strength to fight him. Even the renowned God of War, Emperor Lord Beichen, had been