Buzz!
A few breaths later, a heavy reverberation suddenly rang out in Sikong Jing's mind. The Martial Resonance Stone then instantly transformed into an illusion—or rather, in his eyes, he saw an enormous illusory realm...
Immediately afterward, Sikong Jing seemed to see one phantom figure after another, practicing all manner of martial techniques in midair.
There were nearly tens of thousands, perhaps even a hundred thousand different martial techniques. Among those phantom figures, a bell seemed to hang suspended in thin air.
The bell was enormous, quietly surrounded by countless phantom figures.
"So the so-called resonance is caused by this giant bell..."
Sikong Jing gazed at the giant bell, then swept his eyes over the phantom figures within the illusion.
"Just as I heard, they are all practicing the most basic martial techniques, all below the Spirit grade."
"Yet they encompass everything..."
"It is as though they contain all the foundational martial techniques under heaven. The observer must sort out these martial techniques within the illusion, then fight their way to the giant bell and ring it."
After watching for a while, Sikong Jing understood how to make the Martial Resonance Stone ring.
Once he understood the rules, he stared fixedly at the phantasmal figures. Twenty breaths later, he too transformed into a phantom and charged in, a sword already condensed in his hand...
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sikong Jing's sword-light flashed ceaselessly amid a hundred thousand phantom figures, striking out one sword-wielder after another.
It was like sorting through the martial techniques within the phantoms, while also having to pass through the attacks of the other phantom figures—otherwise, it meant failure... And within the illusion, everyone possessed only the peak Martial Enlightenment Stage.
That included Sikong Jing's current phantom, whose cultivation had been suppressed to the peak Martial Enlightenment Stage