Endless Demon Domain
As a faint golden light drifted away, the entire Netherspire Citadel fell into an eerie silence.
Suddenly, the demonic cultivators' gazes toward Timothy shifted dramatically, filled with shock and fear.
It was as if a thunderbolt had struck their hearts.
"This pressure… this aura… He's clearly at the level of a Holy Emperor!"
"How is that possible? According to reliable sources, just a year ago, he was nothing more than a novice, abandoned by his Sect!"
"In just one year, he went from barely starting his cultivation to reaching the Transcendence Realm? Even in ancient times, when spiritual energy was abundant, no one could achieve something like this!"
Even though they could clearly feel the overwhelming aura, the demonic cultivators found it hard to believe.
But the sacred and intense pressure was undeniable, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.
The might of a Holy Emperor was truly terrifying!