The torrent of magic power within him began responding to his will, splitting into countless trickling streams that waxed and waned according to the resonance frequency Doctor Marwyn had researched, pouring into it without cease.
At first, nothing happened.
The Black Stone remained silent and lifeless, devouring all the energy fed into it.
Time seemed to freeze.
Only the fine beads of sweat seeping from Liu Qian's temples betrayed the immense expenditure of magic power.
Suddenly!
An almost imperceptible black halo slowly spread beneath Liu Qian's palm.
The halo was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet so deep it seemed capable of absorbing all light.
Marwyn let out a stifled gasp.
Qyburn's pupils abruptly contracted.
Janice unconsciously clenched her hands.
It worked!
The frequency was right!
Liu Qian's spirits lifted. He focused even harder on controlling his magic power, strictly following the sequence shown on the diagram: strengthening,
weakening, turning, oscillating...
The magic power he poured in seemed to become countless invisible tuning forks, striking the dormant structure within the Black Stone in a specific melody.
As the flow of magic power and precise resonance continued, the thin black halo began to fluctuate violently.
Like a still pool struck by a massive rock, ripples spread wildly. The halo itself grew unstable, its edges twisting and tearing like a dying creature struggling in agony.
"It's dissolving!"
Marwyn cried out involuntarily, "The seal is breaking down! Keep going, Your Majesty! Don't stop!"
Liu Qian's breathing grew heavy and rapid.
He could clearly feel an incomparably vast magical presence, unfathomable as an abyss, seeping wildly from the sealed core deep within the Black Stone.
This presence no longer possessed a lifeless chill. Instead, it contained an eerie sense of life that unsettled him.
Just as the sealing halo seethed violently, on the