The myna bird asked excitedly, "Fang Chen, do you think our Meteor Tears can blow that lair away in one go?"
Fang Chen thought for a moment. "I don't know. Little Crane used more than a hundred Gray Meteor Tears this time, including quite a few with gold lines. Each of those would explode with the force of an Immortal Emperor-grade Expert detonating themselves. The one with nine gold lines should rival the self-destruction of a Ninth-Turn Immortal Emperor!"
Great Emperor Huo Li pondered this. "The Devil Race's lair in the Star Core Graveyard is sturdy, but the explosions will happen inside it. They might really destroy the Star Core Graveyard!"
Fang Chen smiled. "We'll know soon enough. That isn't what matters most. What matters is destroying the Teleportation Array's core and cutting off their route for reinforcements!"
"Mm!"
Great Emperor Huo Li and the others nodded.
Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
"Start with the lowest-grade Meteor Tears and work upward, like building a fire. Light the dry grass first, then use its heat to ignite the thicker firewood."
He spoke so softly that he seemed to be talking to himself.
Inside the Hall of Eternity, seven Divine Sense Incarnations sat around a massive Stone Table. Silence filled the hall.
Ever since Fang Chen had turned back from the Star Core Graveyard Periphery, they had not taken their eyes off him.
They had watched him refine Meteor Tears in the Sea of Laws, turn back to craft Spirit Sword Talismans, then set out for the Star Core Graveyard again with his companions.
They had watched it all.
"That brat stopped outside the Star Core Graveyard again?"
The God Emperor spoke first. He opened his golden eyes, his frown deepening.
"He stopped there for