When he felt he would be teleported to the Spatial Kingdom, Minos prevented such a thing by commanding the ring to stop.

The Spatial Kingdom ring was connected to his soul, so he could do this easily, quickly avoiding what could quickly become a problem for him.

Mere Spiritual Saints would not understand the Spatial Kingdom, as would be the case with Spiritual Sages, whom Minos had to avoid going into the Spatial Kingdom in their vicinity. But still, such individuals could talk and make news of him reach dangerous places.

Therefore, Minos stopped his trip to that location as he did not want to risk letting the information about him having an alternate dimension escape.

In any case, whether he went to the Spatial Kingdom or not, Minos had already done something extremely shocking to all those experts in his surroundings.

These men could not believe what they had just seen!

From one hour to the next, an impressive force that made every one of them tremble surged from Minos' body, destroying every sealing array.

The fact that Minos had made those arrays break was enough to make any of these individuals open their mouths in amazement. After all, there was no news of people doing this. But the mysterious energy that was probably the cause of this was even more frightening.

It had appeared without any sign that it was nearby and then disappeared at the same speed that it appeared.

After feeling and seeing it, everyone there, including Minos' grandfather, took steps backward in silence, not understanding the reality.

'That? How can that be?' The supreme elder of the Edwardstone family had a terrible expression on his face. For the first time in a long time, he did not understand something happening in front of him.

'This is in a completely different dimension from ours! The powers cannot be compared!' He thought about this as he looked at Minos' confident face and began to theorize about this young man and his accomplishments.

'Will there be any experts supporting him? That would explain a lot of things. Including his confidence.' That old figure's eyes narrowed.

Minos' wealth was unknown. He had, somewhat inexplicably, recovered the spiritual root of the Black Plain. In addition, he seemed to have great battle knowledge and was decisive as an 'old fox.'

These were all characteristics that were difficult to see in a single person who was so young and at the same time of 'humble' origin, as was the case with Minos.

But at the same time, these were characteristics too easily found in the pupils of great masters. These youths followed to the letter the teachings of their superiors and took advantage of their opportunities.

With that, that imperial regent considered the possibility of someone helping Minos and felt a little less bad.

The power of earlier was enough to make him have nightmares, even considering his more than 5,000 years of life. But at the thought that perhaps Minos' 'master' was willing to help this young man only in extreme cases, this old fellow took a calmer breath.

'He must not be an immediate danger, or the whole empire would already be in this young man's hands!'

While the supreme elder was making his theories about Minos, Oswald recognized that powerful energy that temporarily covered his grandson's body.

'I've felt it before...' He remembered the time he saw Minos and Ruth at the Peak of the Mist when these two were going to the Cromwell Kingdom at the time of the Spiritual Tournament.

At that time, Minos did not know Oswald and thought of fleeing to the Spatial Kingdom when he saw this old man with a beard and white hair ahead of him and Ruth. But he had given up doing that because of that black-haired woman, who had recognized the master of the Gray Clouds Sect at that time.

Oswald had never understood that, but after so many years, he had forgotten to talk to Minos about such a thing.

There were so many things on his mind, more pressing matters, a war to be fought, and the problems Minos himself generated for those who tried to relate to the Black Plain. So he had forgotten about such a thing.

But upon witnessing this situation, his curiosity about the mysteries of his grandson finally grew stronger, returning to the question from years ago about the origin of such a thing.

The others might not have the right to an answer, but hell, he was Minos' grandfather and deserved something!

Oswald thought about it but said nothing at the moment, knowing it was not the time.

"So? I think I've proven my point. The local forces can't contain me, so there's no need for all this clowning around." Minos said, breaking the silence of the surroundings, causing everyone there to return to the real world.

Hearing Minos' words, the individuals who were earlier so proactive against Emperor Stuart now no longer knew what to say, as their spirits dropped significantly.

The supreme elder realized that he had fallen for Minos' games and clenched his fists in frustration.

He had accepted the conditions of Minos' challenge and now had no choice but to go along with what this rebel outlaw wanted.

He might be harsh in his actions, but Bush was one of the people who esteemed the value of his word most highly within the imperial family.

This elder turned his back to Minos and pressed his teeth against each other. "Very well, you have won. I will not pressure you to surrender like that."

Elder Bush turned his face sideways and opened his eyes as he looked at Minos. "But I will not allow you to wander anywhere you want. You will have to accompany us to the imperial palace."

Minos was fine with this and readily accepted, nodding to that man and walking toward him.

Oswald followed right behind his grandson while the men on the outskirts made way for them, still shocked by the situation.

Not everyone had the mental toughness of peak Spiritual Saints, so some of those men felt as if they had woken up from a nightmare in the middle of an unfamiliar place.

It would take them some time to 'get used to' the new reality they were in, so only Minos and a few elders left that spiritual beast landing site.

The others would stay there for a while longer, recovering from the shock of discovering that they could not contain a level 68 young man.

Minos did not mind how his temporary opponents handled or would handle the previous situation. He just continued his game of loss control, which he had been forced to do recently.

'Sigh!'

'How many more stones will come my way on this trip?' He wondered, eager to return to Dry City and begin dealing with the Abe matter.

'I hope to be able to resolve the Grey Clouds Sect's situation in the next two years. But, in the midst of that, I will have to defeat Abe before I look at the Flowers Kingdom...' He thought about this on his way to Payton's palace.

But soon as he got there, those thoughts were diluted because of a particular person who had not seen Minos in months...