Because of Everchanging, the temperature inside the entire Blacksmith Workshop rose sharply, as if they were standing at the mouth of a volcano.
Even from ten yards away, dozens of points of damage floated above Shi Feng's head.
If players without high fire resistance came here, they would not last even ten seconds in such extreme heat. Yet Fire Dance, standing deep within the magic array, suffered no damage from the scorching temperature at all. As for Seliora, there was even less need to mention her.
"Stand farther away," Seliora reminded him softly, producing a bottle of dark blue liquid in her hand.
The moment she took out the bottle, the surrounding temperature noticeably dropped.
Shi Feng had still been savoring Seliora's forging process, but upon hearing her words, he immediately ran out of the Blacksmith Workshop.
Forgers were nothing unfamiliar to Shi Feng. He was now a distinguished forger himself.
However, Shi Feng had never witnessed a forging grandmaster at work. He had seen quite a few forging masters, but he had never expected the gap between a forging master and a forging grandmaster to be so immense. He had gained a great deal from watching.
Even ten years later in God's Domain, forging grandmasters had been as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Even the presidents of super guilds had to show them considerable deference, which showed just how lofty their status was.
Shi Feng had originally believed that the greatest difference between forging grandmasters and forging masters lay in their research and understanding of materials. But now, it seemed that was not the case at all. The gap between them extended far beyond their understanding of materials; forging grandmasters possessed profound knowledge of divine patterns, incantation patterns, and magic arrays—knowledge forging masters simply could not compare