Around her body swirled faint strands of Primordial Violet Qi, seemingly light yet weighing ten thousand jun.
Each strand of violet qi that descended pressed against the surrounding void until it warped and wailed, as if it might collapse at any moment!
Primordial Realm!
And she had absolutely not just entered it!
The condensation and vastness of her aura had stabilized directly at the peak of the early Primordial Realm!
She was only one step away from the middle Primordial Realm!
At this moment.
Bai Yaoyao's bearing underwent a heaven-and-earth-shaking, fundamental transformation!
She had once been the aloof and proud Chaos Sword Immortal whose swordlight chilled the nineteen provinces.
But now.
She was the one who controlled the origin, looked down upon all the heavens, and could determine the birth and destruction of myriad worlds with a single thought...
The Primordial Sword Master!
Her gaze swept coldly across the space ahead.
It passed over the densely packed experts of the myriad races, who had been cowed motionless by the Primordial Pressure, their faces still frozen in boundless terror.
She looked down upon them as if they were a swarm of insignificant specks of dust.
She did not even use the ancient, unadorned sword that had accompanied her for so many years.
She merely faced the boundless enemies ahead.
And lightly flicked her sleeve.
It was like brushing away a speck of dust that had accidentally fallen onto a table.
Her red lips parted, and she uttered two words as cold and clear as an eternal spring of frost.
"How noisy."
BOOM!!!!!!
There was no earth-shaking explosion of light.
There was no Energy Tide capable of destroying heaven and earth.
There was only an intangible, formless Primordial Dao Power containing the true meanings of "all things returning to their origin," "Great