Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

The blood-red, monstrous beast twisted its grotesque body as it charged toward the disciples of Sky Sanctuary.

The overwhelming crimson aura sent chills down everyone's spine. It seemed like the crowd was about to be completely overrun by the beast.

But then, a burst of azure flames shot into the sky, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"What is that?"

Holy Emperor Featherwind suddenly sensed something was off.

Even though Sylvia was trapped, both he and Holy Emperor Mountainshade were also unable to break free.

At that moment, amidst the roaring flames, Timothy's figure suddenly appeared.

Everyone could clearly see the terrifying golden light flickering in Timothy's eyes.

The azure flames swirling around him seemed to carry an unimaginable, terrifying power.

As the blue flames drifted down, anything they touched—whether it was the practitioners attacking Sky Sanctuary or the terrifying beasts empowered by the Dragon Blood Formation—was instantly reduced to ashes.

The flames, though seemingly gentle, radiated an aura of endless dread.

"You think you can attack Sky Sanctuary with just this?"

Timothy's figure hovered above the disciples of Sky Sanctuary.

Lightning flashed across the sky, splitting into countless bolts that rained down on the disciples below.

This was the result of Timothy's insight from observing the Oak Leaf, manifesting as a storm of lightning.

Bathed in the electric glow, the disciples' eyes sparkled with joy and excitement.

Within the lightning, everyone's strength surged dramatically.

It was as if they were now clad in impenetrable armor.

"Senior Brother Timothy is finally here!"

"Senior Brother Timothy!"

Cries of excitement echoed through the air, and the once desperate situation at Sky Sanctuary was completely reversed.

The disciples' morale soared, and their power increased significantly.

"You think you alone can turn the tide?"

A practitioner under Holy Emperor Featherwind's command, enraged, shouted as they charged forward.

But it wasn't just them—more and more people twisted their bodies, bones cracking, transforming into even larger monstrous creatures.

Rain whipped through the air as the wind howled, and dark clouds gathered overhead.

Below, countless practitioners clad in armor and wielding magical artifacts charged forward, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

More and more beasts surged forward, their eerie roars sending shivers down spines.

Yet, despite the terrifying scene before him, Timothy simply floated in the air, watching indifferently.

The army surged like a tidal wave, and even with the disciples of Sky Sanctuary empowered by lightning, it seemed unlikely they could hold them off.

But just then, as Timothy raised his hand, a golden Sacred Form suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sky was dark, the clouds thick and oppressive.

But amidst the howling winds and apocalyptic atmosphere, the massive golden figure descended like a god, inspiring awe and fear in all who saw it.

The practitioners looked up at the sky, their pupils shrinking in terror.

The golden hand descended, as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth!

A hurricane erupted, the sheer force of the wind lifting even the rocks from the ground.

Underneath it, even the blood-red beasts, seemingly mindless, trembled, as if they could feel a primal fear deep in their souls.

Timothy hadn't yet reached the Transcendence Realm, but his power had already surpassed anything anyone could comprehend!

"Boom!"

The golden hand slammed down, shattering rocks and shaking the earth. The entire mountain of Sky Sanctuary trembled violently.

Where the golden hand struck, a massive crater formed, and cracks spread for miles in every direction.

The wind howled across the land, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Dust and debris scattered in all directions. Under the golden giant's palm, countless practitioners from Skyfeather Sanctuary were crushed, their bodies reduced to pulp!

Witnessing this horrifying scene, everyone's breath caught in their throats, a deep sense of fear creeping into their hearts.

They had thought that Sky Sanctuary would be difficult to handle with just Goddess Sylvia alone, but they never expected Timothy to show up at this critical moment.

And even more shocking—Timothy's power was beyond anything they could have imagined!

"Timothy! How dare you!"

Unable to break free from Sylvia's grasp, Holy Emperor Featherwind's eyes turned bloodshot with rage.

Time and time again, his plans had been thwarted by Timothy.

And now, just as he was about to crush Sky Sanctuary, this kid had the audacity to stand in his way again!

If it weren't for Sylvia holding him back, he would have torn Timothy to pieces with his bare hands.

"Holy Emperor Featherwind, did you really think Sky Sanctuary was a place you could come and go as you please?" Timothy's cold gaze locked onto Featherwind.

"What did you just say?"

Never before had he been so blatantly provoked. Holy Emperor Featherwind's eyes widened in fury.

Sure, Timothy's intervention had temporarily saved Sky Sanctuary from destruction.

But with Sylvia trapped, his forces still vastly outnumbered Sky Sanctuary's, bolstered by the Dragon Blood Formation. He was clearly still in control of the situation.

Where did this kid get his confidence from?

"Hmph, who gave you the courage? Do you really think you alone can change anything?"

Wait… what is that?

Featherwind's words trailed off as his gaze suddenly shifted to the horizon, his expression frozen in shock.

In the distance, golden light illuminated half the sky.

A sweet, intoxicating fragrance filled the air as a formation of female disciples, as beautiful as blooming flowers, gracefully approached from afar.

At the center of the procession, a golden chariot adorned with countless flowers radiated a brilliant light.

It was as if a divine phoenix had cried out, the golden chariot exuding an aura of majesty and holiness, accompanied by a faint, sacred melody.

A delicate hand, smooth as jade, lifted the sheer curtain of the chariot, and a graceful figure slowly emerged.

Golden hair flowed in the wind, and the figure, bathed in radiant light, appeared divine, exuding an untouchable aura of purity and beauty.

"I heard Sky Sanctuary was in trouble, so Blooming Sanctuary has come to lend a hand." Holy Maiden Aeliana smiled softly, her voice carrying a hint of playful charm.

Few noticed the way her gentle, affectionate gaze passed over the crowd, landing on Timothy in the distance.

Her lips curled into a seductive smile, and she even winked at him, deliberately throwing him a flirtatious glance.

"Holy Maiden Aeliana, you actually came!" Holy Emperor Featherwind was visibly taken aback.

As a fellow Holy Emperor-level powerhouse, Holy Maiden Aeliana's strength was on par with any Holy Emperor.

Moreover, the seven Blossoms of Love from Blooming Sanctuary possessed ancient, mysterious powers that were even more unpredictable.

"It's not just me~"

Turning her gaze back to Holy Emperor Featherwind, Aeliana's soft, alluring eyes carried a sharp edge.

"What do you mean?" Featherwind snapped, his eyes darting to the far horizon.

And there, an overwhelming army and various forces were steadily marching toward them.

"Elant Continent's alchemists, here to aid Sky Sanctuary under the command of our Alchemy Guildmaster, Timothy!"

"Holy Emperor Starwind, here to repay Timothy for saving my life."

"Azure Radiance Palace."

"Cloud Pavilion Sect."

"Shadowgate Sect."

"We, the allied sects under Sky Sanctuary's protection, have come to defend Sky Sanctuary!"