Outside the camp, atop an ancient tree, Meng Zhao sat cross-legged on a thick branch, relaxed and at ease. A faint breeze passed by, stirring the leaves into a soft rustle and lending the deep night an added desolation.
At some point, a string of Five-Colored Pearl String had appeared in his hand, linked together by an invisible strand of Heavenly Silkworm Silk. It rippled slowly, occasionally producing crisp, pleasant chimes. Great sound was nearly silent, yet it could evoke a vast and profound Dao resonance, containing supreme creation.
This string of pearls had been formed from the remnants left over when Meng Zhao refined the Five-Colored Stone. It contained the Path of Mending Heaven as well as supreme Heavenly Dao power. In terms of sheer might, it was likely comparable to some weaker Heavenly Tier Divine Weapons, though its grade had not reached that level and it could still only be considered at the peak of the Earth Tier.
Yet the Five-Colored Pearl String, the evil weapon Evil Calamity, and the supreme Bloodline Divine Ability Meng Zhao had comprehended—the Eye of Heavenly Punishment—could all grow.
Thus, in terms of preciousness alone, some Heavenly Tier Divine Weapons were far inferior to this Five-Colored Pearl String.
It could be said that this single string of Five-Colored Pearls already made the journey to Jianmu Grotto-Heaven worthwhile, not to mention everything else Meng Zhao had gained.
Judging solely by the harvest, it might not have been any worse than the Imperial Sui Relics in Yanzhou.
In certain respects, such as his insights and studies into realms of cultivation, it might even have surpassed them.
The great feat of mending heaven alone was incomparable and irreplaceable.
Meng Zhao's gaze deepened as he looked up at the full moon hanging in the heavens, round as