C670 Dispersal of souls 2

"An insignificant skill." Mo Ziming looked at his surroundings arrogantly, his lips curled up into a ridiculing smile. After that, he soared up to the sky and looked down at the Immortal Sovereign below, as though he was looking down at ants!

Mo Ziming who was in mid air raised his hands up slightly, and without a sound, countless ice blades appeared all around him, just like his eyes