After speaking, An Ruoxi intensified her pressure once more.
In no time, the ten people below were covered in scars and quickly sealed by ice, without the slightest power to resist.
"Master, we can keep our mouths shut. If you're not at ease, I can make a Blood Oath and establish a Divine Soul Contract to never speak of this. Why do you have to be so heartless!" Baiyun Zhenren was almost pleading tearfully.
"Martial Uncle, even erasing this segment of memory from our Sea of Consciousness would be fine, why must you resort to killing?"
...
"Everything comes with risks. What can keep a secret better than the dead?" An Ruoxi said calmly, glancing down at the ten, and then looked away,
With graceful steps, she strode into the central Array, heading straight towards the platform.
Approaching the platform, An Ruoxi slowly descended, respectfully bowed three times to it.
Finally, she walked on with a solemn expression.
