Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

As the skeletal army's encirclement tightened, more and more people were falling, injured, staring in horror at the grotesque skeletons closing in, ready to devour them.

But just then, from the dark, oppressive clouds that had been looming for what felt like an eternity, a sudden clap of thunder echoed.

The thunder roared like a majestic beast, yet carried a hint of something divine.

The blinding lightning lit up the blood-red sky, almost completely illuminating it.

Within the clouds, more thunderbolts brewed, their terrifying power building up, vast and overwhelming, striking fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it.

Even the skeletons, with their blood-red eyes, paused and looked up at the sky, their gaze filled with shock.

"Wait, is that… Brother Timothy's aura?"

Suddenly, a disciple from Sky Sanctuary shouted in disbelief.

Because within the thunder, they could unmistakably sense an aura that was strikingly similar to Timothy's.

And they were almost certain—the thunder was coming from Timothy.

"Are you saying it's Timothy? That's impossible! He hasn't even reached the Transcendence Realm yet!

Besides, the sheer power of this thunder… even a Holy Emperor would struggle to summon something this terrifying!"

Practitioners from other sects couldn't believe it. The overwhelming force contained in the thunder made them tremble deep within their souls.

No one could fathom how a practitioner from Ocean's Gate could wield such a devastating lightning technique.

[A thousand bolts of lightning, amplified a hundredfold!]

At that moment, deep within the Sepulcher of the Sacred, Timothy stood with his eyes half-closed, his spiritual energy surging wildly.

The thousand bolts of lightning, originally from the Thunder Holy Emperor, were already powerful, but they couldn't easily destroy the undead creatures within the Sepulcher of the Sacred.

However, after being amplified a hundredfold, both the power and intensity of the lightning underwent a massive transformation.

Outside the canyon, the blood-red sky at the entrance to the Sepulcher of the Sacred was almost entirely consumed by the lightning.

The thunder rolling through the clouds now roared with a sound far more commanding and terrifying than even a dragon's roar.

"Roar!"

As if enraged, the countless skeletal soldiers let out furious howls, charging at the practitioners of the Elant Continent.

The encirclement continued to close in, and the blood-red aura surrounding the skeletal soldiers grew thicker.

Their bones, seemingly indestructible, and their combat strength, on par with practitioners at the Mystic Core level, made them formidable foes.

And with their overwhelming numbers, the scene was enough to send chills down anyone's spine, filling them with dread.

But just then, the long-brewing thunder finally struck.

A single bolt…

No, wait—one, two, three… it was a thousand bolts of lightning, all splitting from that initial strike!

For a moment, every practitioner watching the sky was left in stunned silence.

The single bolt of lightning had multiplied into thousands, crashing down with such force that the entire sky was lit up by the intense light.

No one could have imagined that lightning magic could reach such terrifying heights.

Boom!

The thousand bolts of lightning crashed down, striking directly into the skeletal army.

The deafening explosion echoed throughout the Sepulcher of the Sacred, reverberating in the ears of the countless practitioners from the Elant Continent, who could only watch in shock.

They saw it clearly—all of the skeletal soldiers were completely engulfed by the endless lightning.

The ground shook violently, and the Sepulcher of the Sacred trembled under the force.

Those skeletal soldiers, once thought to be nearly indestructible and incredibly difficult to defeat, were instantly shattered under the onslaught of the terrifying lightning.

Boom!

Countless bones were reduced to dust, and the bodies of the skeletal soldiers disintegrated into ash.

Even those that had been charging toward the practitioners of the Elant Continent were obliterated in an instant.

But before anyone could take another step, a bolt of lightning, charged with terrifying power, struck down in an instant.

No matter how tough their bodies were, under this lightning, they were shattered to dust in the blink of an eye.

In just a moment, the once overwhelming skeletal army that had nearly driven the practitioners of the Elant Continent to the brink of destruction was reduced by more than half.

Only a few skeletal soldiers managed to stay on their feet, but their bone structures were already shattered and broken from the relentless lightning strikes. Even moving had become a struggle for them.

"This spiritual energy… and the thousand bolts of lightning… it really is Brother Timothy!"

For a moment, the disciples of Sky Sanctuary felt their eyes well up with tears.

They knew all too well that if the situation had continued as it was, everyone who had entered the Sepulcher of the Sacred would have been trapped and killed.

It was Timothy who had saved them—he had saved every practitioner who had ventured into the Sepulcher of the Sacred!

Even the practitioners from the Elant Continent were momentarily stunned.

"I can't believe it… Timothy really saved us."

"The thousand bolts of lightning from the Holy Emperor Thunderflame… but how did he, with his strength from Ocean's Gate, manage to unleash such terrifying power?"

"No matter how, now's our chance to strike back!"

With a renewed sense of gratitude, the practitioners looked toward the canyon, their spirits lifted. They stood up once more, ready to fight.

Skeletons were already starting to crawl out of the ground again, but they knew this was the perfect moment to counterattack.

The skeletal army had been almost completely destroyed by the lightning.

Now, the human practitioners had the upper hand. They had to make sure the skeletal soldiers couldn't rise again like before.

"Thank you, Brother Timothy! We'll give it everything we've got!"

"Kill! Let's wipe these things out and repay Brother Timothy's kindness!"

In an instant, the crowd was filled with excitement, their blood boiling with determination.

Gripping their weapons, they shook off the exhaustion from earlier.

With the thunder still rumbling in the sky, they charged forward with a battle cry.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Kill!"

Inside the Sepulcher of the Sacred, the practitioners of the Elant Continent no longer felt any fear. In fact, their morale was even higher than when they had first entered.

At that moment, deep within the Sepulcher of the Sacred, Timothy slowly opened his eyes.

Even the breath he exhaled seemed to carry a trace of lightning.

The thousand bolts of lightning, amplified a hundredfold, had created such a terrifying scene that even the strongest skeletal army within the Sepulcher of the Sacred couldn't withstand it.

But now…

With the situation inside the Sepulcher of the Sacred resolved, Timothy's gaze shifted toward the door formed by the Chromatic Origin Stone, leading to the mysterious Netherworld.

The one who had been secretly manipulating events, trying to incite chaos within the Sepulcher of the Sacred and wreak havoc across the entire continent, was likely hiding within the Netherworld.

"Let's go, my love. I'm curious to see what the Netherworld is really like."

Timothy smiled faintly, stood up, and walked toward the rainbow-colored door leading to the Netherworld.