Fang Mo did not pursue Ling Xiao. Letting him escape was fine; someone needed to carry the news out.
Even if it could not turn the three sects against one another or make them fight, it could at least disgust them or damage their alliance. His death would not have been in vain.
As for Fang Mo, he collected Longbrow's spoils, dealt with his corpse, and then left this world.
He did not return to Galaxy City, instead traveling to another world.
However, he was in no rush to deal with the strange beasts occupying this world. He first checked his gains. Chi Yuan and Longbrow had both been True Lords; neither could possibly have been poor.
True Lord Thousand Illusions's haul had left Fang Mo eating until his mouth ran with oil, and he still had not used up all those resources.
He first took out Chi Yuan's storage bracelet. Three spatial stones were set into its purple-gold surface, accompanied by six jade stones of different colors. It was exquisitely decorated, though more suited to a female cultivator. Still, it did not matter. He could hide it away normally.
Spiritual power enveloped it as he began refining it, while his Primordial Spirit surged inside.
A moment later, he found the bracelet's formation core. Deprived of its owner, the lingering Primordial Spirit could not withstand the dual suppression of his own Primordial Spirit and spiritual power. Within a few breaths, he scattered it and seized the magpie's nest. The bracelet changed owners.
With a thought, his consciousness entered the bracelet.
He immediately sensed three hazy spaces. Choosing one, he entered it, as though stepping into another world.
The space stretched for a hundred li. Vast quantities of mineral resources had been piled up in neat categories. Nothing a True Lord