Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Two years ago, Nolan had just awakened his Enlightenment Body.

In just two years, he shattered his image as a nobody and leaped to become a powerhouse at the Mystic Core realm.

And in such a short time, without even seeing him, he had climbed to the mid-stage of Mystic Core!

It was beyond terrifying to describe,such a shocking speed was simply unimaginable for ordinary people!

Moreover, with the mysterious Enlightenment Body and the aura of a Crown Prince.

It was likely that Nolan's strength was now very close to the warriors of Ocean's Gate!

Many cultivators were instantly exhilarated.

Even though Timothy had shown formidable strength, as long as Nolan made a move, he would surely defeat him easily!

"Are you Timothy?"

Amidst the crowd, Nolan slowly floated into the air, a cold smile on his lips: "I didn't expect you to be that insecure and ridiculous clown.

Goddess Sylvia had favored me with three smiles, secretly admiring me, but she dared not openly express her love due to her status.

You, who only fantasize about the goddess, what right do you have to compete with me for her love!

Today, I will make you die..."

"Boom."

Nolan's speech was cut off mid-sentence as a fist wrapped in flames smashed into his fair face.

With a tremendous impact, Nolan crashed to the ground with a solid thud.

Dust rose, and it was unknown how big a crater had been made in the ground.

"Talking nonsense right in front of me with such a long spell incantation, you must be tired of living."

"Snap, thud."

Two bloodied teeth traced a beautiful arc through the air, landing on the ground.

Seeing the two bloodied teeth on the ground, the cultivators were stunned.

The prince had been beaten! Even his teeth had been knocked out!

"You can't save face, and you dare interrupt the prince's casting, you have no respect for martial ethics!" The furious shouts of many cultivators were merely ignored.

Timothy coldly swept his gaze over Nolan as he staggered to his feet: "Since you think Goddess Sylvia likes you, why are you willing to be Holy Emperor Thunderflame's lackey, trying to help him against Sky Sanctuary?"

"That's simple, although Goddess Sylvia admires me, I also need to prove myself to her. The way to prove it is by personally destroying the Sky Sanctuary she built. I will lock her in a giant golden cage I build, where she can only sing for me!"

As the dust slowly cleared, Nolan was in a sorry state, but his face bore a hysterical, sickly smile: "The goddess is mine, and only mine. As for everyone else, they all have to die!"

"It seems you're beyond saving." Timothy's voice was colder than ever, his killing intent extremely chilling.

"Just you?

I bear the Enlightenment Body, the Crown Prince's fortune, destined to become the Holy Emperor, do you think you can kill me? You're just an ant, daring to compete with me for the goddess?"

Suddenly, a profound aura surged around Nolan.

The Enlightenment Body, activated!

All the cultivators were utterly shocked.

At the same time, the space around Timothy suddenly distorted.

The power of space, capable of twisting everything in the world!

If unable to break free, anything would be crushed into dust under the mighty force of space.

However, Timothy's eyes flashed coldly, golden light swirling around his arms.

With just a deep breath, he threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The force of this punch seemed powerful enough to shake mountains and rivers!

The twisted space had no chance to resist, easily shaken by this punch.

With one punch, everything shattered.

The power of space, completely gone!

"How is this possible!"

In the cave, the eyes of the little dragon king, chained up, suddenly froze.

The power of space is something only the monks of Ocean's Gate can barely grasp. The spatial force unleashed by Nolan's Enlightenment Body should have been unstoppable by anyone.

Just escaping with his life from under his hand was already a stroke of huge luck. How on earth did he manage it!

"You! Even so, you think you can escape?" Nolan became increasingly ferocious, his murderous intent thick in the air as he fiercely gripped his sword.

"The power of the Sword Path!"

Thousands of sword techniques, understood in one body.

Heavenly swords, heed my call!

Gathering countless sword forces, in the sky above, countless blades appeared.

Their cold light was threatening, each blade pointing directly at Timothy.

The ruthless killing intent seemed capable of devouring everything.

"Is this the Enlightenment Body? It's truly terrifying."

At this moment, many cultivators looked up at the sky with pale faces.

They thought they had respected Nolan enough, but they hadn't realized that his strength was even more terrifying than they had imagined.

The power of space as a shield, a thousand swords as a spear, one for attack and one for defense, leaving no room to escape!

Such terrifying strength was completely beyond their reach!

"This is the Sword Path power you've comprehended?

Your Enlightenment Body is impressive, but unfortunately, you're not up to par."

Timothy merely smiled coldly, completely unfazed by the thousands of blades hanging in the sky.

"Shing."

As the sound of a sword being drawn echoed, suddenly, a phoenix's cry resounded across the sky.

Following that, endless flames burst forth, transforming into a sacred and majestic fire phoenix.

"That sword!" Nolan's eyes widened in shock.

He recognized it,this sword was the exclusive weapon of Holy Emperor Vorenus, the Phoenix Blade!

It was said that Goddess Sylvia, angered by one person, traveled tens of thousands of miles in a single day to slay Holy Emperor Vorenus with one sword strike.

Since then, the Phoenix Blade had been in the goddess's possession.

But why was the Phoenix Blade now in Timothy's hands?

Who exactly was the person for whom Goddess Sylvia had acted?

"Why, why is that sword in your hands?" Nolan suddenly roared hysterically.

"Why is it with me? What do you think?" Timothy smiled coldly.

Suddenly recalling a ridiculous rumor from the martial world, it was said that Goddess Sylvia had slain Holy Emperor Vorenus from miles away in a fit of rage for a mere novice disciple.

Nolan's heart felt as if it had been ripped open in an instant.

"Bullshit! You think you can fool me? No matter what, you're definitely dying today!" Nolan was completely consumed by rage.

Suddenly, a crimson blood mist enveloped his body, the mist foul and eerie, seemingly emanating waves of blood.

The blood mist spread across the sky, even dimming the sunlight slightly.

"This is... the power of slaughter!"

As the bloody aura spread, everyone from the little dragon and Chancellor Neville in the cave to the many cultivators, all stared in astonishment at the sky.

The Enlightenment Body could comprehend thousands of great paths.

Although extremely rare, with none appearing for ten thousand years, in ancient times, there were indeed individuals who bore the Enlightenment Body.

However, the difficulty of comprehending the power of slaughter was truly too high.