Upon closer inspection, Feng Shenlang realized that it was a battle between cultivators from the Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Saber Race.
Seeing this, Feng Shenlang was slightly puzzled at first, then thought that the two groups of people were slowly approaching.
The Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Saber Race are the two most famous and powerful forces in the entire Weapon Immortal Realm, and they have always been in a state of checks and balances.
What exactly caused these two sides to break the long-standing balance and engage in a full-blown fight?
Feng Shenlang had a series of thoughts flashing through his mind, but as he got closer, he quickly realized that something was wrong.
Although the cultivators of the Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Dao Race were fighting, both sides seemed to be out of their minds, as if their spirits were being controlled by something.
As a consciousness born from a weapon, Feng Shenlang immediately sensed that the reason behind this might be inextricably linked to the forging furnace.
The two sides appeared to be engaged in a fierce battle, but in reality, they were launching indiscriminate attacks.
In other words, even if one side's members are completely wiped out by the other side, they will turn on each other and kill one another.
These cultivators are currently in a state no different from being possessed by demonic possession; they can no longer distinguish between friend and foe.
Feng Shenlang was utterly shocked by what he saw.
The intense fighting prompted Feng Shenlang to decide to observe the situation first and refrain from approaching for the time being.
Soon, Feng Shenlang made another discovery.
Whenever a cultivator dies in a great battle, Feng Shenlang can see a strange gas rising from their body, drifting towards the direction of the forging.
Feng Shenlang had a premonition that this gas contained a lot of information.
Ignoring the cultivators who were still fighting amongst themselves, Feng Shenlang rushed forward and followed the direction of the gas.
The journey was incredibly dangerous; several times, Feng Shenlang was almost caught in the crossfire of terrifying attacks.
However, perhaps because he was a sword spirit, he was not discovered even after entering the battlefield, and no cultivators attacked him.
This made things much easier for Feng Shenlang.
Following the faint wisp of gas, Feng Shenlang finally arrived near the forge.
Upon entering this area, Feng Shenlang discovered that, comparatively speaking, the number of casualties in the battle outside was not that high; the casualties were much greater in the area closest to the forge.
Moreover, their deaths were all gruesome; many may not have been killed, but rather died because of misunderstanding.
According to Feng Shenlang's previous understanding, although the Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Dao Race are the most powerful forces in the entire Weapon Immortal Realm, they generally maintain a state of non-interference and rarely have conflicts.
On the one hand, it's difficult to determine which side is stronger given their current size; on the other hand, both the Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Saber Race know that while the Weapon Immortal Realm appears harmonious, the forces beneath it are actually watching them closely.
If the two forces are weakened by a major battle, and other cultivators take advantage of the situation, then the losses outweigh the gains.
Therefore, rather than engaging in a life-or-death struggle that gives other forces an opportunity to take advantage, it's better for everyone to live in peace and not provoke each other.
This way, at least the current situation can be stabilized.
However, while that's the truth, both the Divine Sword Race and the Demonic Saber Race are striving to develop their own power and are aiming to surpass their rivals.
Now that they're fighting like this, Feng Shenlang speculates that it's very likely for the sake of forging the divine weapons in the furnace.
The forging furnace usually produces many powerful weapons, but for two large forces that have already dominated a region of the Immortal Realm, there is no need to fight over them.
"Then there's only one possibility." Feng Shenlang's gaze gradually turned serious. "This forging furnace must have produced some kind of earth-shattering super weapon. Even in the Weapon Immortal Realm, it's a divine weapon that's only seen once in a hundred years."
Thinking of this, Feng Shenlang suddenly accelerated his advance without stopping.
From the outside, the forging furnace looks like a furnace, but once you go inside, you'll find that it's a completely different world, with a layout that is somewhat similar to that of ordinary sects.
Feng Shenlang continued forward and soon arrived at the main hall of the forging furnace.
The air was thick with a murderous aura and a strong stench of blood, and there were countless corpses around, some of which still had fresh blood flowing from them, indicating that their owners had just passed away.
The whole scene created a strong visual impact, but Feng Shenlang held back and did not react excessively.
A thousand years ago, Feng Shenlang was the spirit of a treasured sword and had experienced countless battles, so he was quite familiar with the scenes of battle.
Suddenly, Feng Shenlang heard a scream!
He rushed forward, eager to see what was going on!
The voice came from a cultivator, who held a sword in her right hand and a knife in her left. He was the only one standing, surrounded by corpses, clearly having already dealt with the others.
At this moment, the cultivator's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely terrifying.
This time, Feng Shenlang's approach was noticed, and in an instant, the cultivator turned around and stared intently at Feng Shenlang.
Feng Shenlang could feel himself being locked onto by an extremely powerful killing intent, but he couldn't care less about anything else, his gaze fixed on the sword and saber in his opponent's hand.
"There's something wrong with this sword and saber!" Feng Shenlang quickly realized the situation.
Looking up to even higher levels, sure enough, the divine weapon that had been born inside the forging furnace was gone.
"It seems the problem lies with this guy's weapon." Feng Shenlang's gaze was grave. "What we can't determine now is whether the problem is with the knife or the sword!"
The male cultivator did not respond to Feng Shenlang's words. Seeing that Feng Shenlang did not make a move, the male cultivator also stood still and did not move, but released his killing intent without reservation.
However, the sword and dagger in her hands suddenly began to shake at the same time, looking restless, as if urging the male cultivator to hurry up and make a move.
Feng Shenlang frowned even more deeply. She couldn't determine which weapon was malfunctioning; it was highly likely that both weapons were faulty!
While Feng Shenlang was pondering, the male cultivators, unable to resist the urging of the swords and sabers, rushed towards Feng Shenlang's direction.
The male cultivator was incredibly fast, and as he charged forward, he brought a strong gust of wind, forcing Feng Shenlang back to an extremely corner.
The situation is quite dangerous.