Relax

"I've transferred the people of that dimension to another place. They are too weak, so they wouldn't be able to survive the current Imperium. They would die under the strong laws and energy here."

The Sword Saint's voice echoed before he disappeared into the air.

He still had a lot to do. The information about the Deadly Sins that he had obtained needed to be dealt with quickly. The Blackstone Immortal Sect should be razed to the ground.

He also needed to inform the Holy Lands about it.

Swoosh!!

"Damn, who is that guy? I could hardly breathe under the pressure he was exuding!" Eztein said.

"That's the Sword Saint, an expert who broke ten shackles," Vashno replied.

"Ten shackles?! No wonder he's that powerful. He's closer to the realms of gods," Eztein said.

"I'm disappointed, you know? I still haven't defeated any of them before the Sword Saint appeared. Eztein is the only one who enjoyed the battle," Franklin sighed.