"You don't believe me?" Guo Yi asked with a light chuckle.
"Of course I don't believe you." Liu Zongnan glared at Guo Yi, the Sky Subduing Ruler was his treasured possession. He rarely brought it out on ordinary days, this time he would not have easily used it if not for the purpose of killing Guo Yi.
But unexpectedly, this time there was a problem when he brought it out.
Guo Yi smiled, flicked his finger towards the horizontal Sky Subduing Ruler, and said, "Come."
Whoosh!
The Sky Subduing Ruler instantly returned to Guo Yi's hand, one foot long, dark green and black, with three ancient seal characters inscribed in the middle: Sky Subduing Ruler.
It radiated an aura of ancient times, a profound historical heritage, and gave off the sensation of the boundless Primitive Ancients in the universe.
Guo Yi, looking at the Sky Subduing Ruler, felt as if he had suddenly stepped into the world of cultivation civilization deep within the Milky Way Galaxy.