Lu Qingshan's gaze was fixed on the chaotic sword marks on the stele surface, and gradually, his spirit sank into them.
From these sword marks, he sensed a sinister and illusory intent coming towards him.
Then, lights and shadows intermingled, and countless illusions flickered before his eyes.
With darkness transforming and numerous illusions combining, eventually, many faint glimmers of sword light appeared.
The intent contained in this Sword Monument was of the Illusion Technique.
Lu Qingshan was aware of this.
This, too, was not in keeping with his style.
What he pursued was either an art nearing the Dao or possessing immense power.
Although this convoluted intent of the Illusion Technique was peculiar, it ultimately felt inferior in his heart.
He did not hesitate, stopped looking at this Sword Monument, and walked on.
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"Another resonance?" Outside the secret realm, the old Sword Cultivator watched this scene and muttered absentmindedly.
