The five suns formed a circle in the starry sky, as though they were the heart of that vast expanse.
Around them, Fang Chen saw his Twelve Natal Flying Swords. The pressure they radiated was far stronger than before.
"Looks like refining the Meteor Tears transformed more than just the Fifty-Five Sacred Flame. Even my natal flying swords have transformed!"
Fang Chen marveled inwardly. This time, while he was refining the Meteor Tears—
"Where are the Meteor Tears?"
He swept his Spiritual Sense over the surroundings but found no trace of them.
Just then, the vast starry sky shuddered.
Rumble...
A powerful wave of energy came from deep within the starry sky. Countless meteors flew toward Fang Chen, silver and gold, packed so densely they filled his view.
Only when they reached him did Fang Chen see that they were all Meteor Tears.
The Runes on their surfaces were denser and more perfect than before.
Suddenly, Fang Chen spotted several black drops among the Meteor Tears. They were slightly larger than the silver and golden ones, and they swallowed the light around them. Since they gave off no light of their own, he had not noticed them earlier. He could barely see them even at close range, and his Spiritual Sense had failed to detect them entirely.
Fang Chen stared at the black drops. He knew they had to be Meteor Tears too, though their pitch-black surfaces showed no visible Dao Patterns.
He glanced around and counted one hundred and eight Black Meteor Tears surrounding him. There were also more than three thousand Golden Drops and over a hundred thousand Silver Drops.
Fang Chen had never expected to refine so many Meteor Tears in one attempt.
A single Silver Meteor Tear could pierce an Eight-Tribulation Saint's defenses, and its explosion