Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"His name is Lucian Storm, a rare talent from Thunderflame Valley, seen only once in a century. Not only is his progress in cultivation extremely fast, but he also has a profound understanding and skill in thunder magic, which makes him a favorite of the Holy Emperor Thunderflame.

His presence alone might as well represent the whole of Thunderflame Valley." Even Layla was biting her teeth in obvious extreme anger.

Yet, despite this, no one on the Airship responded to Lucian.

After all, no one wanted to stir up unnecessary trouble and burden the goddess.

"Can't you even speak? Has Sky Sanctuary recently been training mutes?

If you ask me, your goddess has been barely holding on these past years.

With the cold poison in her body, I doubt she'll last much longer.

If you had any sense, you'd better start following me.

Who knows, when Sky Sanctuary falls, I might just spare your lives."

Seeing no one daring to respond, Lucian became even more arrogant, laughing unrestrainedly.

"How dare he insult our goddess like that..."

Several disciples on the Sky Sanctuary Airship clenched their fists in anger, but they could only watch Lucian helplessly.

The group from Sky Sanctuary was small this time, nowhere near the number of people on the opposing Airship.

More importantly, as a future prodigy highly anticipated by Holy Emperor Thunderflame, Lucian's strength was undoubtedly formidable.

If a fight really broke out, even if they could manage a win, it would likely bring disaster upon Sky Sanctuary.

Although furious, they had no choice but to swallow their anger.

Layla was also seething, yet she remained silent.

But at that moment, she distinctly felt a murderous aura spreading.

This murderous intent was chilling to the bone and growing stronger.

"Brother Timothy."

She quickly turned her head and saw Timothy's eyes, cold and unforgiving.

"Brother Timothy, don't be rash. If they catch us off guard, the three Holy Emperors might use it as an excuse to join forces, and with the cold poison in the goddess..."

"Sky Sanctuary today is not what it used to be. The three Holy Emperors? If they dare come knocking, I'd actually relish the chance to avenge the goddess."

Timothy's murderous intent was palpable, and the patterns of the Ancient Saintly Body on his arms began to burn brightly, radiating golden light.

You think you can mess with my wife and get away with it?

Forget three Holy Emperors, even ten wouldn't stop me from smashing your head in!

Noticing Timothy stepping forward on the Airship, the two disciples behind Lucian suddenly sensed an abnormal aura.

"Brother, something's off about this guy's aura. Mystic Core? No, it's not just his level,his aura is just too strange!"

"Hmm?" Lucian finally stopped his mocking and squinted at Timothy.

"I didn't expect Sky Sanctuary to have a disciple of this caliber, but no matter what, with their pathetic skills, they're no threat to me."

Another disciple suddenly exclaimed, "I heard that someone from Sky Sanctuary ventured alone into the Valley of the Undead and triggered the Ninefold Thunder Tribulation, a talent so great it even provoked the envy of the heavens. Could it be, this is Timothy!"

"Timothy?"

For a moment, Lucian showed a hint of surprise.

But soon, he flashed a confident smile, "Ninefold Thunder Tribulation? So what? In this younger generation, only Selene from Blooming Sanctuary and Prince Nolan from Phoenix Kingdom are worthy opponents. The rest are just empty names."

Just as Lucian finished speaking, he suddenly felt an extremely cold gaze sweeping over him. It was chilling, like it came from a deep-sea monster, instilling an involuntary fear.

For a moment, he felt as if he was locked in place, his very life held in the balance.

"How is this possible? Was what I just saw an illusion, or..."

Snapping back to reality, Lucian realized he was sweating coldly. Even his palms were trembling uncontrollably.

"Impossible!" Lucian gritted his teeth.

How superior was he! A once-in-a-century talent, deeply valued by Holy Emperor Thunderflame, almost fully inheriting all of Thunderflame's teachings. His mastery of thunder magic was unmatched across the lands.

It wouldn't be long before he became world-renowned, a figure all would look up to.

How could he possibly encounter someone here who could instill such fear in him?

Everything he had sensed must have been a trivial illusion!

That damn Timothy, claiming to have the legacy of three legendary Holy Emperors, I could fry him to a crisp in a minute!

However, amidst Lucian's inner turmoil, Timothy was just calmly watching him. Those deep eyes seemed tranquil, yet they appeared to see right through all of Lucian's thoughts.

"System, is there any reward for taking him down?"

[Ding, it is recommended that the host takes him down first.]

"Then it's settled." Suddenly, Timothy stepped onto the Airship deck, his body instantly surrounded by blazing flames.

Dare to mess with my wife?

I'll cripple all the heirs under those three Holy Emperors first, then drag those old fools out and beat them to death!

"Brother Timothy, don't be rash!" Layla hurriedly tried to intervene.

"Don't worry, not just them, I'll eventually deal with those three Holy Emperors too."

With a slight exertion, the Airship shook violently, and the deck under Timothy's feet shattered under the force of his impact.

With a thunderous crash, Timothy leaped into the air, like a massive iron ball plummeting down.

With one foot stomping down, he directly caused the Thunderflame Valley's Airship to sink several feet, the deck cracking extensively, nearly causing it to plummet.

A wave of fire swept across, and the disciples of Thunderflame Valley on the Airship retreated in horror.

"Ah!"

One disciple was a bit slow to escape and was instantly engulfed by the flames, turning into a fireball.

The intense pain spread throughout his body, and he screamed in agony, begging for help.

But the other Thunderflame Valley disciples, wary of Timothy, didn't move a muscle.

"He's just bluffing at death's door, attack now, are you afraid of just one man?" Lucian shouted angrily at the disciples hiding behind.

"It's impossible, his aura..."

"I said he's a nobody, Sky Sanctuary is full of nobodies, kill him! Otherwise, I'll kill you all!" Lucian's eyes were bloodshot, his anger and murderous intent blending.

"Yes, brother..." The disciples, not daring to speak further, reluctantly moved forward.

"Kill him, he's just all show with that weird aura, weak inside, he's got nothing, kill him!" About a dozen disciples from Thunderflame Valley, wielding their thunder magic and magical artifacts, suppressed their fears and charged at Timothy.

There were at least a dozen of them, and he was about the same age as Lucian.

How strong could he possibly be?

"Sorry, looks like you're all surrounded by just me," Timothy said, a cold smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

In the next instant, he vanished like a ghost, as if he had disappeared into thin air.

The disciples strained to pinpoint Timothy's location, launching their lightning magic attacks in desperation.

But all they found was a flickering flame dancing in the wind,they couldn't catch him at all.

"Ah!"

A scream pierced the air before anyone could react.

Suddenly, they felt a searing pain in their abdomens, their flesh caving in as a massive force, wrapped in fierce flames, sent them flying.

Flames scattered everywhere, followed by continuous screams.

"Stop hitting!"

"Not the face!"

"Ah~"

In just moments, the disciples who had been strutting around arrogantly, thinking they were protected by being Lucian's lackeys, were all sprawled on the ground.

Some of them were burned so badly that only their agonized screams remained.

Timothy advanced step by step, his murderous intent growing thicker.

"You're just trash under that useless goddess, and you dare..." Lucian was completely consumed by rage.

"Fivefold Thunder Enchantment!"

"Crimson Thunder Seal!"

"Sky Prison Thunder Lock!"

...

Lucian unleashed all the lightning magic he had learned from the Holy Emperor Thunderflame, combining them into one.

"Convergence of Ten Thousand Thunders Technique, activate. Die!"

Endless bolts of lightning converged.

The power inherited from the Holy Emperor Thunderflame, combined with Lucian's extraordinary talent, made the Seal of Ten Thousand Thunders seem like it contained boundless force!

"Boom!"

Like divine thunder from the heavens, the lightning transformed into countless serpents striking down.

Lucian's smile was twisted as he watched Timothy engulfed by the lightning.

"Is that all? Turns out everyone under Goddess Sylvia is just a bunch of losers..."

"You don't deserve to say my wife's name." However, a chilling voice emerged from the midst of the lightning.

The next moment, to the shock of all onlookers, Lucian's head was seized by a hand covered in flames.

A powerful spiritual force instantly swept through all his meridians.

In an instant, Lucian's spiritual veins shattered!

[Ding, Lucian's spirit crushed, reward earned, copy skill chance *1, skill points +3, skill: Triple Strike]

[Note: You now have a total of 4 skill points]

Timothy was pleasantly surprised.

Worthy of being the Holy Emperor's successor, the system's rewards were fair.

The reward, Triple Strike, was a bit odd, allowing him to cast three spells simultaneously in an instant.

As for the skill copying reward, that was much more straightforward.

[Ding, the host may choose to copy any spell from those around him, perfecting it]

Timothy scanned his surroundings, naturally choosing Lucian, the inheritor of the Holy Emperor Thunderflame, as the best candidate for copying.

He recalled the spells Lucian had used.

[Fivefold Thunder Enchantment]

[Crimson Thunder Seal]

[Sky Prison Thunder Lock]

"Right, how could I almost forget that one!" Timothy slapped his forehead. "I'll choose that last one he used, the Convergence of Ten Thousand Thunders Technique."

"..."

The system paused for a moment, seemingly reluctant. [Convergence of Ten Thousand Thunders Technique is not just a spell, but the ultimate technique comprising all the teachings of the Holy Emperor Thunderflame]

Timothy: "But you said any one spell, and I want that one."

System: "But..."

"I want that one."

"..."

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