Ye Qingci said to Palace Mistress Lingxin, "Senior Lingxin, the Meteor Tears Fang Chen refines now are far more powerful than they used to be. The strongest can kill a First-Turn Great Immortal!"
"What?"
Palace Mistress Lingxin's eyes widened, her face filled with shock.
Great Immortals stood among the strongest of the Human Race and every other race. Many cultivators could train for tens of millions of years without ever reaching the Great Immortal Realm.
Because the Savage World's energy level was limited, the True Immortal level was this world's ceiling. With their Cultivation unable to rise further, few people could increase their strength to the Great Immortal Realm.
Cultivators whose strength reached that realm were geniuses among geniuses.
Yet Ye Qingci was telling her that Fang Chen's Meteor Tears could kill a Great Immortal.
Palace Mistress Lingxin looked at Fang Chen. "Daoist Friend Fang Chen, is that true?"
Fang Chen nodded. "It should be."
"What do you mean, 'should be'? You refined these Meteor Tears yourself. Don't you know how powerful they are?"
Palace Mistress Lingxin looked at Fang Chen in puzzlement.
Fang Chen smiled. "I did refine them, but I only ran simple tests afterward. The force of their explosions approached the aura of a Second-Turn Great Immortal. So we've only inferred that a direct hit could, in theory, kill a First-Turn Great Immortal. To know for certain, we'd have to find a few Great Immortals and test them in battle!"
"I see!"
Palace Mistress Lingxin nodded, but she was still shaken. She had never expected Fang Chen to refine Meteor Tears of such terrifying power.
She said to Fang Chen, "Since they're so powerful, Daoist Friend Fang Chen, please refine more. Take some to the Land of Ending. The Daoist Friends there would be much stronger with