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Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Only by enduring 2¹⁴ trials can one awaken the ancient power sleeping within the Key of the Star Prison, and become the most powerful being in the universe." Timothy, the youngest Demon Lord in the history of his race, saw these words emerge after he touched the Key of the Star Prison, the most powerful artifact of the demon race, handed to him just before the old Demon Lord's death. According to the demon race's records, no Demon Lord had ever achieved this. However, over a span of a hundred thousand years, Timothy had easily passed 16,383 trials. Now, once again, he turned the Key of the Star Prison, and an unknown force mistakenly sent him to a brand new world, transforming him into an unknown and seemingly worthless demonic cultivator disciple. And the formidable opponent he was about to face in this world was the powerful Goddess Sylvia. When Goddess Sylvia received the challenge Timothy handed her, her cheeks flushed... "My dear Sylvia, I want you to know how deeply I love you. My heart belongs to you, now and forever."

Dawnheart · Fantasy
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476 Chs

I can’t believe this day has finally come

Centered around Sky Sanctuary, thousands of Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls shot out in all directions.

Like shooting stars streaking across the sky, each scroll left behind a trail of sacred golden light.

They fluttered like butterflies, scattering across the vast Elant continent.

Some disappeared into towering mountain ranges, others glided into deep, mysterious lakes.

Some ventured into frozen wastelands, while others flew toward fiery, burning canyons.

The Elant continent was home to countless sects, large and small.

But only a thousand were worthy of receiving a Golden Silk Bamboo Scroll.

The golden trails stretched across the heavens.

More astonishingly, wherever the scrolls passed, strange phenomena began to occur.

Plants grew rapidly, bursting with life, and even the animals and birds in the forests looked up at the sky, seemingly drawn to the extraordinary sight.

A faint fragrance of ink bamboo filled the air.