"From this moment on, you are among the Burial Extinguishers under my command."
"I will now raise your realms. You will obey whether you want to or not. I will place restrictions upon every one of you."
As his words fell, an invisible giant hand emerged from within the door and swept out... Bang bang bang bang!
The six alien human race members were sent flying at once, each slammed into one of the surrounding walls that rose like small mountains. The voice spoke again, "Properly comprehend the power within. How far you can improve will depend on yourselves."
Just like that, all six vanished from before the door, with no possibility whatsoever of resistance.
Before the door, only Purple Bamboo remained kneeling, along with the five corpses from Purple Dust Pavilion and Sikong Jing, who was still within the sword intent formation.
By now, Sikong Jing was dealing with the sword intent formation with increasing ease. Naturally, he had also been observing what had just happened and could not help thinking to himself, "One of the Burial Extinguishers, raising their realms, and placing restrictions..."
As Sikong Jing thought of the last part, cold light flickered repeatedly in his eyes.
Having restrictions placed on them was no good thing. Restrictions laid down by the powerful figure behind the door were certainly not something ordinary people could break.
"Strange. Why didn't he place restrictions on Purple Bamboo?"
"He definitely didn't..."
"If he had, there would have been no need to use the remaining four spirit shadows of Purple Dust Pavilion as hostages to completely control Purple Bamboo."
Sikong Jing thought silently as he continued to "struggle" to break the surrounding sword intent.
At the same time, the voice from within the door said, "Purple Bamboo, see how well I treat you.