Feng Shenlang forcibly broke through the limitations, merging his spiritual power into his opponent's two weapons, causing them to take their current form.
Such a forced breakthrough would certainly have negative effects on Feng Shenlang; otherwise, he would have maintained this state long ago.
After forcibly breaking through, Feng Shenlang's strength was greatly reduced; he was no longer comparable to a cultivator, and might even be weaker than an ordinary person.
In this situation, if the male cultivator chooses to continue the attack, then Feng Shenlang will have lost completely.
But Feng Shenlang was gambling that the male cultivators wouldn't attack.
Having lost two weapons, the male monk seemed to have become more rational than before.
The male cultivator looked around, a somewhat bewildered expression on his face, seemingly unsure of what to do.
However, she soon noticed the Feng Shenlang opposite her.
This was an absolutely unfamiliar face, neither from the Divine Sword Race nor the Demonic Saber Race.
"Who are you, and how did you end up in the forging furnace?" The male cultivator's expression became much more wary.
"The two weapons born from the forging furnace are not something that ordinary cultivators can wield. If they are forced to use them, they will only be affected by the weapons themselves," Feng Shenlang said calmly.
Although his strength has been greatly reduced, he is still able to speak.
However, at this moment, Feng Shenlang was unable to move an inch.
"You were just affected by the weapon and became its prisoner."
"You are the Blade Spirit!" The male cultivator quickly realized. As a cultivator from the Weapon Immortal Realm, he was naturally able to detect that something was wrong with Feng Shenlang.
Feng Shenlang was too lazy to answer the other party's question at this moment. The situation was extremely urgent, and he really didn't have the time to continue chatting with this guy about trivial matters.
"You still have both weapons, but you're no longer affected by them. Throw them away now!"
At this moment, Feng Shenlang Feng Shenlang himself was forcibly restrained by the two weapons. He himself did not know how long he could hold on in this state, but it was not hard to imagine that if it lasted too long, he would definitely not be able to hold on.
Upon hearing Feng Shenlang's words, the male cultivator raised his arm in confusion to examine it, but found no weapon at all.
However, based on his vague memories, he should have been carrying two weapons.
"Ugh..." Feng Shenlang suddenly groaned, feeling a sharp pain in his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Both divine weapons began to resist simultaneously, and after such a long time, Feng Shenlang was about to give up.
However, the male monk had not yet dropped his weapon, and she could not let her guard down.
To Feng Shenlang's dismay, the male cultivator didn't seem to listen to him at all, and instead asked, "Did you really lose those two divine weapons?"
Feng Shenlang Wenyan's gaze darkened. He saw the hint of greed in the male cultivator's eyes and naturally understood what was going on.
He knew that the sword and the saber were peerless divine weapons, and clearly the male cultivator in front of him knew so as well.
With just a sword and a blade, she could possess the power to create heaven and earth, and even become the Lord of the Firmament of the Weapon Immortal Realm.
That's why the male cultivator didn't give up for so long, but instead kept practicing Tai Chi with Feng Shenlang.
Human greed is insatiable; like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.
Feng Shenlang sighed inwardly. This male cultivator didn't know that he actually had no ability to control that sword and saber.
If I hadn't forcibly suppressed the sword and blade with my mental power, how could the male cultivator have regained consciousness?
Now, as he grips the sword and saber tightly in his hands, does he not consider that if he were to withdraw his spiritual power, he would once again be controlled by the sword and saber?
The male cultivator, under control, has already lost his sense of self. What meaning would it have been for him to become the Lord of the Firmament the Weapon Immortal Realm?
Feng Shenlang looked at the greedy male cultivator in front of her, feeling only helplessness and anger. However, because she had been controlling the sword and saber for too long, she herself was about to give up.
The scene before Feng Shenlang suddenly became illusory. In an instant, Feng Shenlang felt as if his soul wanted to rush out. He had clearly been inside the forging furnace, but in the blink of an eye, everything around him turned into chaos.
The pressure inside Feng Shenlang's body suddenly disappeared, which made Feng Shenlang's complexion much better.
However, before he could figure out what was going on, two voices rang in Feng Shenlang's ears.
" Heaven-Opening Sword!" " Earth-Splitting Saber!"
After those two sentences were finished, two weapons appeared before Feng Shenlang's eyes.
Unlike what I saw in the forging furnace, the sword and blade before me had become much calmer, and the terrifying aura around them had dissipated. Clearly, this was their original form.
Feng Shenlang hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the two weapons.
However, the moment Feng Shenlang's hand touched the sword and the blade, she suddenly felt a pressure bursting forth from within.
"Ugh!" Feng Shenlang roared, actually managing to withstand the pressure.
Under this terrifying pressure, Feng Shenlang directly swung the two weapons in his hands.
As Feng Shenlang swung the weapon, its weight gradually decreased. However, to be precise, it wasn't the weapon itself that became lighter, but rather the pressure covering it that lessened.
Suddenly, Feng Shenlang understood, and in an instant, he felt his entire being become much clearer.
Everything that just happened was, in essence, nothing more than a ritual of passing on these two weapons.
Now that Feng Shenlang has gained the approval of the two weapons through his spiritual power, the pressure has naturally disappeared.
At the same time, Feng Shenlang realized that he had completed the task assigned by Lin Yu and become the Lord of the Firmament the Weapon Immortal Realm.
However, things don't seem to be that simple.
Hongmeng Mountain, Primordial Hall.
Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes.
He could sense the situation on Feng Shenlang's side, so he naturally knew that she had successfully obtained the inheritance.
However, just a moment ago he could still sense Feng Shenlang's aura, but in an instant, Feng Shenlang's aura became extremely weak, even difficult to detect.
After becoming the Lord of the Firmament Weapon Immortal Realm, one should theoretically have increased power and experienced a qualitative leap in strength, resulting in an even more powerful aura!