Fang Mo did not choose to break through in the Ancient Realm.
His last breakthrough had drawn many spectators, and some had even launched sneak attacks. That had only been the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm; he did not want to be watched again when breaking through to the Spirit Roaming Realm.
When breaking through to Spirit Roaming, the powerful fluctuations of heaven-and-earth energy would very likely draw enemies again.
He now had many enemies, as well as the aberrations. He had to be cautious.
Thus, he chose a world he had previously cleansed.
The native inhabitants here had nearly all been slaughtered by the exotic beasts, and even the planet had been transformed. He had already used the Myriad Beast Incarnation to slaughter every exotic beast.
As long as he sealed the star gate, no one would be able to enter.
Using the Ancestral Dragon's power, he temporarily concealed the star gate to prevent anyone from entering.
Fang Mo sat cross-legged atop a mountain and waved his hand. Crate after crate of dark-gold bottles filled with aberrant energy appeared before him.
There were over a thousand bottles in all, each one a one-liter bottle. Gray energy churned within like gray mist, sometimes shifting forms, giving off an eerie feeling.
Crack!
With only the slightest movement of Fang Mo's eyes, every bottle shattered at once, and the gray energy immediately poured out.
As though alive, they saw—or sensed—Fang Mo and pounced toward him in unison.
Their forms resembled ghostly phantoms, and an instant chill descended upon heaven and earth.
"Absorb!"
Fang Mo did not even raise his eyelids. He merely reached out and drew them in. The aberrant energy was immediately sucked toward him. It seemed to sense danger and tried to flee, but how could it escape? Like smoke, it