Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Chapter 404 The day has finally come

Thud, thud, thud...

The solemn toll of the Sacred Bell echoed across the skies of the Sky Sanctuary.

Countless practitioners gazed upward in awe, and many could faintly see golden light drifting in the air, while the birds in the sky let out cries of reverence. It was a strange and mystical sight.

The divine power of the Goddess was so immense that it could stir the heavens and earth.

And with this celestial phenomenon, it also signaled the occurrence of another monumental event.

Today was the day that Goddess Sylvia would hold her grand assembly!

"The day has finally come. Aside from what happened in the Sepulcher of the Sacred, I really wonder what the second announcement from the Goddess will be."

"I heard it's going to shock the entire world. I can't help but feel a bit curious myself!"

"Let's go. The sound of the Sacred Bell is the Goddess's summons. I bet the other sects are already on their way."

Amidst the murmurs of conversation, the invited sects began to converge from all directions, heading toward the peak of the Sky Sanctuary.

Even though the practitioners attending were the highest-ranking Sect Leaders and elders from each sect, the sheer number of sects—thousands in total—made the scene nothing short of spectacular.

Clouds drifted under the control of the practitioners, carrying them toward the Sky Sanctuary. The mass of practitioners riding the wind looked like a vast, dark storm cloud, as if a torrential downpour was about to break.

Aetherwing Order, Skyridge Covenant, Sanctum of the Wayfarer, Stoneheart Grotto, Westminster Abbey...

From the smallest third-rate sects to the most powerful first-rate ones, all were present.

Led by their Sect Leaders, these practitioners—some elderly with white hair, others reclusive masters—wore solemn expressions.

Some were filled with curiosity, others with reverence.

But one thing was certain: everyone was eagerly anticipating what Goddess Sylvia would announce at today's assembly.

"Even the Dragon Kings, rulers of their own domains!

I never thought the dragons, who are usually so proud and refuse to associate with human practitioners, would show up. And not just any dragons—the Dragon Kings themselves!"

Abbot Fenvin, leading his followers and flying ahead, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

After all, the relationship between humans and dragons had been strained for years.

For the dragons, who held themselves in such high regard, not even a human Holy Emperor could command their respect.

In all these years, no human practitioner had ever managed to bring the dragons to a gathering like this.

Yet today, not only had the Dragon Kings come in person, but they had also brought their dragon guards, all of whom carried an air of reverence and solemnity.

In fact, they were even showing respect to the human practitioners around them.

"The Goddess's power has long filled us with awe. We came to this assembly with hearts full of submission."

The new Storm Dragon King, who had overheard Abbot Fenvin's thoughts, turned and spoke.

"Is... is that so?"

Abbot Fenvin was momentarily stunned by the statement.

He hadn't paid close attention earlier, but after the Storm Dragon King spoke, he took a closer look.

And indeed, Abbot Fenvin could clearly sense it.

The Storm Dragon King's words were filled with genuine reverence—there was no way it could be faked.

But at the same time, beneath that reverence, there was also a deep sense of fear, even... terror!

In other words, the three Dragon Kings had truly submitted to the Goddess.

But the reason for their submission was... they had been forced into it!

The thought sent a chill down Abbot Fenvin's spine.

Everyone knew the Goddess was powerful, but to think she had managed to subdue the mighty Dragon Kings... even the mere thought of it was terrifying.

Beside the three Dragon Kings, many noticed the figure of Azura, returning from the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon, leading her dragon kin.

Several practitioners who had a strong impression of Timothy suddenly realized something.

That cute, soft little dragon who had always been by Timothy's side was none other than the current Ocean Dragon King!

With that, all four Dragon Kings of the seas had gathered, leading their dragon clans toward the Sky Sanctuary.

Some dragons hadn't taken human form, and their massive dragon bodies bowed in reverence as they slowly approached the Sky Sanctuary.

The sheer magnitude of the scene filled countless practitioners with a sense of unease.

Goddess Sylvia managed to subdue the three Dragon Kings, and now her disciple Timothy has tamed the Ocean Dragon King as his pet. Just thinking about it feels completely unreal!

The waves surged, and a gentle breeze swept through the air.

Beneath the clear blue sky, clouds carrying practitioners from all directions floated toward the Sky Sanctuary.

To command so many sects at once—there's no one in the world today, or even in the past ten thousand years of the Elant Continent, who could pull this off. Only Goddess Sylvia.

In fact, aside from the Goddess, no one in the last ten millennia has ever wielded such overwhelming power!

Thud!

The third toll of the Sacred Bell rang out, and even the peak of the Sky Sanctuary began to glow with a layer of holy golden light.

As practitioners from all corners gathered, many sects had already arrived and were slowly descending onto the mountain peak.

But just then, a group of figures in black robes caught the attention of many practitioners.

When the leader of the group pulled back his hood, countless people's eyes widened in shock, their pupils contracting in disbelief.

"That's... Zalroth, the Demon Emperor!"

Someone couldn't help but shout in astonishment.

That voice—everyone knew it well.

The one who single-handedly forced numerous Demonic Sects into submission, transforming the Hall of Asura into the most powerful demonic sect on the Elant Continent—Zalroth—was a name that struck fear into the hearts of countless righteous practitioners.

His appearance here sent shockwaves through the crowd, even more so than the arrival of the four Dragon Kings.

"I never thought even Zalroth would show up!"

"The Demonic Sect usually keeps to itself. Why would he attend the Goddess's assembly? Could it be that... even Zalroth is willing to submit to the Goddess?"

At this thought, the surrounding practitioners exchanged uneasy glances, their minds swirling with disbelief.

No one could have imagined that the mighty Demon Emperor might actually bow to the Sky Sanctuary.

Zalroth's appearance was, without a doubt, the most shocking event of the day.

Whether or not he had truly submitted to the Goddess, his presence here, along with the gathering of countless practitioners from across the world, was proof of just how terrifyingly fast the Sky Sanctuary had grown in just one year.

Looking up, many practitioners turned their gaze toward the depths of the Sky Sanctuary.

Amidst the swirling mist, the grand hall exuded a chilling aura, along with the unmistakable presence of a Holy Emperor's power.

Faintly, the practitioners could make out a graceful figure within the mist.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet so cold and aloof that no one dared to entertain even the slightest disrespectful thought.

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