Lu Beiyu’s expression instantly revealed a trace of seriousness when he saw this, and he raised his head to look at the sky and seemed to have thought of something. “If we start a battle here, then not only this city but this entire kingdom would be annihilated. Are you able to endure such consequences?’

Qiu Xuanshu frowned and pondered deeply for a moment before he said, “I can’t. But I can guarantee that not even this street will be destroyed.”

As he spoke, he raised the pitch black ruler in his hand and lightly struck the space before him.

Om!

Instantly, space suddenly started roiling in the area they stood, and it seemed to surge like a tide. It was like countless waves overlapped each other before returning to calm in the blink of an eye.

The street was still the same street.

The city was still the same city.

All the changes in the surroundings that occurred earlier seemed as if it hadn’t happened.

But in the eyes of Lu Beiyu, the space he resided in had become a completely unfamiliar area, and it seemed like countless layers of space had piled up together, causing it to possess an infinite size.

“Cubic Saint Ruler!” Lu Beiyu’s eyes suddenly erupted with a wisp of bright light that seemed like a bolt of electricity, and his expression finally turned slightly grim.

According to rumor, the Cubic Saint Ruler was refined by a sage of the primeval times that possessed ability...