Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Two Holy Emperors? How is that even possible?!"

The demon soul suddenly felt as if it had been swallowed by an overwhelming chill.

These two... how could they possibly be this powerful?

After awakening, the demon soul had been lurking here for a long time, carefully observing the current state of the world.

Over the course of ten thousand years, the spiritual energy of the Elant continent had grown increasingly thin. Not only had no new powerful practitioners emerged, but the ones that did exist were even weaker than those from ten thousand years ago.

The demon soul had assumed that as long as it was a bit cautious, no one would be able to pose a threat to it.

But never in its wildest dreams did it expect to encounter two beings this terrifying.

Two Holy Emperors!

The most fearsome and supreme beings on the Elant continent—why were they both here, at the same time?

And judging by their interactions, they seemed to be a deeply affectionate couple!

The demon soul's mind was in chaos, nearly consumed by boundless fear.

Holy Emperor-level powerhouses.

Even at the peak of its strength in life, it had never been able to contend with such beings.

Now, in its current state, it was no more than a helpless chick in front of these two Holy Emperors, completely powerless to resist, at their mercy!

"No, no, don't kill me!

I'm the demon soul from ten thousand years ago—I know many things!

If you spare me, I'll serve you with all my strength, like a loyal servant. Please, don't kill me! I've spent so many years cultivating, and I'm finally about to regain my body!"

The demon soul screamed desperately, trying to grasp at any chance of survival.

But to its growing horror, it realized that the man's eyes remained cold, completely indifferent to its pleas.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

A chilling voice echoed.
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In the next moment, a divine, terrifying pressure descended like a god's judgment, covering everything in its path.

Even the thick demonic aura surrounding the demon soul was nothing more than a drop in the ocean, utterly insignificant.

In the face of such despair, there wasn't even a sliver of hope.

Boom!

"No!"

A hand clenched.

In the next second, the demon soul was obliterated in its despair, vanishing like smoke, reduced to nothing but ashes.

"What just happened?"

"My body... and my memories..."

At the very moment the demon soul was destroyed, many of the nearby followers suddenly felt a flash of clarity in their minds.

They were shocked to realize that their previous fanatical worship of the so-called "Divine Tree" had been the result of mind control.

For some time now, their memories and thoughts had been muddled, as if they had been completely manipulated.

Not only that, but the "Divine Tree" they had been worshipping as a god had actually been harboring a demon soul, quietly feeding on their resentment.

If the control hadn't been broken in time, all the followers would have been completely drained by the demon soul.

"So... those two saved us?"

"They're so powerful... where did they come from? Are they gods?"

In an instant, the once-chaotic crowd fell silent, their expressions completely changed.

Now, they looked at Timothy and Sylvia with awe and admiration.

"Hey babe, I wasn't trying to take advantage of you just now. I was just using it as a way to lure the enemy out, you know?" Timothy said with a grin, clenching his fist and crushing the demon soul in his palm.

"I don't believe you for a second! o(≧口≦)o!" Sylvia shot back, clearly unconvinced.

Sure, the excuse sounded reasonable enough, but she wasn't buying it. After all, Timothy had been finding every possible excuse lately to get a little too close for comfort!

Boom!

At that moment, with the demon soul destroyed, the old tree—already corrupted by dark energy—lost all its remaining strength. In the blink of an eye, it withered and shriveled like a tree burned to ash. The trunk snapped and crashed to the ground.

[Demon soul within the old tree successfully vanquished.]

[The environment around Alderhold has been purified.]

As the tree fell, an invisible wave of energy spread out in all directions. Wherever the energy passed, the barren land and soil began to rejuvenate. The demon soul that had been feeding off the surrounding environment had drained the spiritual energy from the nearby mountains, leaving the area devastated.

But now, with the demon soul gone and the tree collapsed, the energy it had stolen was finally returned to the land. Spiritual energy surged from the broken roots of the tree, flowing back into the earth and spreading outward.

The rich energy radiated light, enveloping the nearby mountains. Wherever the light touched, life sprang back to full bloom. Flowers, grass, and trees all began to flourish once more, even more vibrant than before.

Near the fallen tree, a cherry blossom tree that had been on the verge of death, reduced to a withered sapling, suddenly regained its vitality. It grew, and grew again. In the blink of an eye, the tiny sapling had transformed into a towering tree, its massive canopy spreading wide, casting a gentle shade over the area. Each petal was a delicate pink, soft and fragrant.

A light breeze swept through, carrying the sweet scent of cherry blossoms. Countless petals floated down from the sky, drifting like snowflakes, covering the ground in a soft, pink blanket.

The entire world seemed to be painted in the soft hues of cherry blossoms, the petals swirling in the air like mist, like rain, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

"So beautiful..." Sylvia whispered, her eyes sparkling as she gazed up at the sky, completely captivated by the sight.

The scene was so stunning, it was hard not to get lost in it. But as she stared up in awe, she accidentally locked eyes with Timothy.

A single cherry blossom petal floated down, gently landing on the tip of Sylvia's nose.

Without thinking, Timothy reached out and softly brushed the petal away, his fingers lightly grazing her smooth, snow-white skin.

Sylvia's clear, autumn-like eyes froze for a moment, and she instinctively lowered her gaze, her heart suddenly pounding in her chest. She hadn't expected the moment to turn like this.

Cherry blossoms continued to rain down, filling the sky with their beauty. But even amidst such a breathtaking scene, nothing could compare to the beauty of the person standing before him.

Timothy had been thinking for a long time about the perfect moment to propose to his goddess. But now, as he gazed at her radiant face, something stirred deep within him. A quiet voice in his heart whispered that this, right now, was the perfect moment—unplanned, but perfect.

"Babe, there's... something I need to tell you," Timothy said softly, his eyes locked onto Sylvia's, as clear and deep as a rippling autumn lake.