C3732 Half-step Origin Level Power.

The corner of Luo Xiu's mouth curled into a cold smile when he saw Jing Ping trying to escape. He stretched out his palm and clawed at the air. The primitive force condensed, and a purple-golden Dao sword flew out, slashing at Jing Ping from afar.

Under the state of true self, the primitive force turned into a purple-golden color, and its power was even stronger