Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

A dazzling, radiant light, shimmering with seven colors, burst forth from the alchemy furnace.

Amidst the brilliance, everyone present simultaneously sensed a fragrance that seemed to come from another world.

The scent wasn't just refreshing—it was transformative. Countless people stared at their own bodies in shock, realizing, almost in disbelief, that every part of them, down to the very cells, was being enhanced by the fragrance.

It wasn't just their physical bodies that were improving,even their cultivation and understanding were growing by leaps and bounds.

"What… what is this?"

Even those well-versed in the miraculous effects of high-level elixirs had never seen anything like this. The alchemists, who had spent their lives studying the craft, were utterly dumbfounded.

"So, just how powerful is the elixir being refined in that furnace?"

Timothy's alchemy had reached a level that was now drawing the attention of the heavens themselves.

In the distance, faint rumblings echoed across the sky. Some people could clearly see flashes of red lightning crackling far off on the horizon.

Clouds gathered above Battleforge Mountain, swirling ominously, and at the center of the storm, the winds seemed to focus directly on Timothy's alchemy furnace.

The wind howled, carrying with it the intoxicating fragrance and a series of strange, otherworldly phenomena.

At that moment, everyone was completely awestruck by the scene unfolding before them.

Even the seventh-tier elixir from earlier hadn't caused anything like this. What on earth was Timothy refining now?

Could it be…?

Just then, Battleforge Mountain seemed to unleash its full power. A pressure, far greater than anything before, descended, like an enormous mountain bearing down on Timothy.

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Boom!

A powerful aura shot straight into the sky, and the seven-colored light blazed even brighter.

And within that radiant glow, everyone could see it clearly.

One single elixir. Just one elixir had formed inside the furnace.

But this single elixir seemed to contain an infinite amount of spiritual energy!

The moment it was exposed to the sunlight, the sheer magnitude of its energy was overwhelming, like the sun itself, commanding awe and reverence from all who witnessed it.

"This… this is an eighth-tier elixir!"

An elderly man staggered back a step, staring up at the sky in disbelief.

He had presided over this event for many years and, as a sixth-tier alchemist himself, was one of the most respected figures at the gathering.

When the old man spoke, the crowd instantly realized what had happened, and chaos erupted.

"That elixir… there's no mistake! It's really reached the eighth tier!"

Even in ancient texts, eighth-tier elixirs were incredibly rare.

No one had ever imagined that, after countless years, an eighth-tier elixir would reappear in the world today.

And it wasn't just that the recipe for such an elixir had long been lost—how had Timothy even managed to refine it?

Of course, no one could have known that the seven-colored elixir was the result of Timothy extracting the essence of three seventh-tier elixirs: the Solar Blaze Elixir, the Soul Purification Elixir, and the Crimson Flame Essence.

By combining the purest essence of all three, this elixir was flawless, without a single imperfection.

Boom!

A surge of energy erupted, and the seven-colored elixir, as if it had a will of its own, shot toward the sky.

The immense pressure from Battleforge Mountain continued to bear down, but it couldn't break through the elixir's defenses.

Not only that, but the light from the elixir grew even brighter, pushing back against the mountain's crushing force as it ascended higher and higher.

The balance of power had completely shifted.

The seven-colored elixir suddenly unleashed an unparalleled force, colliding head-on with Battleforge Mountain.

A deafening explosion echoed across the entire region, and the shockwaves were so intense they seemed to shake the very heavens and earth.

Everyone could clearly see it: the faint glow that had always surrounded Battleforge Mountain was now trembling, as if it had been thrown into chaos.

Battleforge Mountain seemed to have come to a standstill.

"What's going on? Why did Battleforge Mountain suddenly stop moving?"

"I've never seen anyone withstand the pressure of Battleforge Mountain before. Could it be… that Timothy has gained its recognition?"

The old man's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked up.

A deathly silence fell over the crowd, as if everyone had stopped breathing.

But just then, the spiritual energy surrounding the seven-colored elixir began to flow upward, as if drawn by some unseen force.

Moments later, an unprecedented light burst forth from Battleforge Mountain.

Like a tidal wave, the light surged across the sky, engulfing Timothy completely.

Within that light, there seemed to be an ancient, timeless aura.

Alchemy, a craft passed down through countless ages since ancient times, had long been in decline. And yet, today, an eighth-tier elixir had reappeared in the world!

Even the trial that no one had ever passed was now opening its doors to Timothy!

"He… he really did it!"

At that moment, countless elderly alchemists, their hair and beards white with age, gazed up at the sky, their beards trembling as tears streamed down their faces.

Every alchemist who had devoted their life to the craft had dreamed of witnessing such a moment.

Even though it wasn't them who passed the trial, Timothy's achievement had fulfilled the dream that alchemists across the Elant Continent had held for tens of thousands of years.

They had waited so long for this moment!

The countless beams of light from Battleforge Mountain began to move, slowly gathering in the sky.

It was as if the mountain itself had acknowledged Timothy. The beams of light, as if imbued with consciousness, shone down upon him.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and when all the spiritual energy of Battleforge Mountain had gathered into a single, blinding point, it suddenly surged into Timothy's body.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the highest Alchemy inheritance—Celestial Azureflame.]

[From the heavens to the underworld, refine the world.

This technique uses the heavens as the furnace, all laws as the flame, and all things as material, capable of refining anything in existence.

However, mastering it in a short time is extremely difficult. Refinement progress: (0/7).]

As the system's voice faded, a flood of information poured into Timothy's mind.

It was the Celestial Azureflame technique, bestowed upon him by Battleforge Mountain.

This ancient technique, capable of refining anything in existence, was so profound that its true power was beyond comprehension.

Every word, every spell within it was filled with boundless mystery, containing the highest truths of the universe.

Even with his Enlightenment Body fully activated, Timothy could only barely grasp a small portion of its meaning.

"A reward from the ancient depths of Alchemy!"

Below Battleforge Mountain, the crowd stared up at the strange phenomena in the sky.

No one knew exactly what kind of inheritance Timothy had received from the golden light, but they could all feel the overwhelming, awe-inspiring energy radiating from it.

And at that moment, Timothy slowly opened his eyes.

In his gaze, there was now a faint trace of azure.