Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Cassian swung his silver spear with all his might, barely managing to break apart the blood-red magic circle.

Even so, he could still feel the corrosive effects on his body, leaving him a bit shaken.

If Timothy had been even a second slower, he might not have made it out alive. His body would have been consumed by the blood magic, turning him into nothing more than fuel.

"Thanks for saving me, brother."

Despite being a Holy Emperor, Cassian showed no arrogance after being saved by Timothy. He flew over, gratitude clear in his eyes, and clasped his hands in a respectful bow.

"No need to thank me. I sensed something strange about them a while ago. Even if I hadn't stepped in, they would've come looking for me soon enough," Timothy replied with a casual wave of his hand.

"Sky Sanctuary's Timothy..." Cassian stood there, his expression serious.

He had heard that his great-grandson had become a disciple of Sky Sanctuary and had even mentioned Timothy a few times in the family. But he never imagined that Timothy would be the one to save his life today.

When he got back, he'd have to find Felix and make sure the kid showed Timothy the respect he deserved from now on.

Timothy glanced at Cassian and found him to be quite likable. After all, Cassian looked like a young man in his early twenties—handsome, confident, and dressed in a shimmering battle robe, wielding a silver spear. He gave off a good first impression.

But there were more pressing matters at hand.

Timothy frowned slightly. He had sensed some strange auras during the Alchemy Conference, and now it seemed those auras were indeed connected to the Dragon Blood Formation.

"What exactly are they after?"

A surge of powerful spiritual energy swept through the soul Timothy had captured. He didn't hold back, using Soul Search to completely destroy the soul and extract its memories.

Scenes flashed before his eyes as the soul's memories were laid bare.

A moment later, Timothy opened his eyes, his expression shifting slightly.

"Timothy, what's going on?" Cassian asked, noticing something was off.

"It's about to begin," Timothy said, his gaze sharpening.

"What... what's about to begin?"

For Timothy to look this serious, Cassian quickly realized that whatever was happening, it wasn't small.

"Holy Emperor Featherwind and Holy Emperor Mountainshade are likely preparing to attack Sky Sanctuary," Timothy said slowly.

From the soul's memories, he had seen that the two Holy Emperors were already gathering their forces. And within Skyfeather Sanctuary, the Dragon Blood Formation was nearly complete.

But that wasn't all. In the soul's final moments, Timothy had glimpsed a deep, pitch-black canyon. Something terrifying was hidden there. Even without directly confronting it, Timothy could feel a sense of dread.

"What... what's hidden there?"

No wonder Featherwind and Mountainshade were so confident, even though Sky Sanctuary was far stronger now than it had been in the past. They must have some hidden cards up their sleeves.

Timothy's expression grew more serious. After bidding farewell to Cassian, he immediately set off for Sky Sanctuary.

"Timothy, since you saved my life, the Eastern Star Empire will stand with Sky Sanctuary and fight for Goddess Sylvia!" Cassian called out solemnly to Timothy's retreating figure, bowing deeply.

If this battle was inevitable, he believed that Sky Sanctuary would not fall!

...

Sky Sanctuary.

Thanks to the effects of the seventh-tier elixir Timothy had crafted, most of the disciples could feel noticeable changes in their bodies.

Excited, many of them gathered outside the main hall.

Some sat cross-legged in front of the goddess's statue, basking in the pure spiritual energy of Sky Sanctuary, using the lingering fragrance in the air to aid their cultivation.

Others were eagerly discussing the grade and effects of the elixir Timothy had made.

The atmosphere throughout Sky Sanctuary was relaxed, and the disciples were clearly in high spirits, with no sense of impending danger.

But just then, Timothy descended from the sky.

"Brother Timothy, you're back so soon!"

Several disciples rushed over, eager to thank him for the elixir that had greatly enhanced their abilities. But before they could express their gratitude, they noticed something different about him today.

Normally, no matter the situation, Brother Timothy was always calm and composed. But today, for the first time, they saw a serious, almost grim expression on his face.

"Timothy, what's going on? Does it have something to do with the celestial phenomenon earlier? Could it be a sign of an eighth-tier elixir?" Elder Turner, unaware of the situation, hurried over to ask.

Timothy shook his head and walked straight into Sky Sanctuary.

"Holy Emperor Featherwind and Holy Emperor Mountainshade are likely preparing to make their move."

When Timothy shared this with Sylvia, a cold, chilling aura spread across her usually serene face.

The invisible pressure of a Holy Emperor radiated outward, and the atmosphere around Sylvia shifted dramatically. Her presence alone commanded respect and fear, without her needing to say a word.

This was a far cry from the shy, blushing Sylvia Timothy saw during their private moments. The imposing aura she exuded now was something even other Holy Emperors couldn't easily match.

"But with you by my side, I've got nothing to worry about," Timothy said with a light, carefree smile.

From the soul's memories, Timothy had seen more than just Featherwind and Mountainshade gathering their forces and preparing to attack Sky Sanctuary. He had also glimpsed a memory of a canyon.

The Dragon Blood Formation, painstakingly crafted by Holy Emperor Featherwind, was hidden deep within that canyon.

And from that dark, eerie place, a chilling, sinister energy constantly emanated.

Whatever was lurking there, it was clearly the weapon the two Holy Emperors intended to use against Sky Sanctuary.

But even so...

Looking at Sylvia, who radiated an effortless, icy authority, her beautiful face now serious, Timothy couldn't help but smile.

No matter what strange forces they were up against, at this moment, he felt completely confident.

"Let's put off teaching you how to play the piccolo for now. First, we need to get ready to give those two Holy Emperors the beating they deserve," Timothy said with a grin.

"Hmph, I'll prove it to you later. Learning to play the piccolo will be a piece of cake for me!" Sylvia huffed softly, a slight blush on her face.

But in an instant, she returned to her cold, awe-inspiring demeanor.

"Sky Sanctuary, all disciples and practitioners, hear my command.

From this moment on, Sky Sanctuary is on high alert. Prepare for battle at any time!"

As Sylvia's clear, commanding voice echoed across the mountain peak, four beams of light shot into the sky.

In an instant, Sky Sanctuary was in an uproar.

The moment had finally come!