Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

And since centuries ago, even the successive sect leaders have only just managed to reach the sixth floor.

Who could possibly break through to the seventh floor?

Amidst the clamor of shouts, the previously pitch-dark Doomed Soul Sect, where most people were asleep, was thrown into complete chaos.

"Summon all the elders immediately!" Morvran commanded, his face grave as if facing a formidable enemy.

It was impossible for anyone within the Doomed Soul Sect to reach the seventh floor of the Inferno Tower.

The only explanation was that someone had infiltrated their ranks.

But who?

Morvran\'s mind raced.

Could it be the Bloodthirst Sovereign, who has long coveted our sect\'s treasures, or perhaps the Despair Witch?

Could it be the Abyssal Tyrant, or maybe someone from Goddess Sylvia\'s followers!

He felt a chill run down his spine.

The intruder had brazenly entered the seventh floor of the Inferno Tower, clearly well-prepared!

Now that the treasures of the seventh floor had been taken, the Doomed Soul Sect was likely facing a critical moment.

Any misstep could lead to the sect\'s destruction!

"I\'ll go awaken the sacred beast. All elders, quickly form the array. This could very well be the moment that decides the life or death of the Doomed Soul Sect!"

Morvran shouted to the crowd before swiftly taking off towards the back mountain.

The elders gathered immediately, all with solemn expressions.

The disciples were terrified.

Even the sect leader had to go to the back mountain to awaken the Dread Wyvern, a fierce beast that had fought alongside their ancestors and commanded respect.

They were likely facing an enemy that could determine the very survival of the Doomed Soul Sect.

In the heavy atmosphere, some were so frightened that they trembled and dared not even look in the direction of the Inferno Tower.

Yet some, suppressing their fear, led the other disciples in a loud chant: "I\'m willing to die for the Doomed Soul Sect. After this battle, I\'m going home to get married!"

Many were inspired and joined in the chant: "I\'m willing to die for the Doomed Soul Sect. After this battle, I\'m going home to get married!"

"I\'m willing to die for the Doomed Soul Sect. After this battle, I\'m going home to get married!"

Two elders stood before the disciples, staring intently towards the Inferno Tower.

Magical treasures hovered in the air, and perhaps due to the tension, the elders\' white beards trembled slightly.

The other four elders quickly flew to the four corners of the Doomed Soul Sect.

"Defensive array, activate!"

With a loud shout, four beams of light shot into the sky.

Almost instantly, the already gloomy sky filled with rolling clouds.

The clouds gathered rapidly, and soon a dark layer completely covered the sky.

Thunder rumbled ominously at the edge of the sky.

The thunder brewed within the clouds, like a beast that had been gathering strength for a long time.

Enduring endless hunger, it could pounce at any moment, unleashing a ferocious energy.

A cold wind howled, and for a moment, the atmosphere at the Doomed Soul Sect was terrifyingly tense.

The Dark Veil Barrier, a formation passed down by the ancestors, was only activated during times of great peril.

But even with the Dark Veil Barrier activated, the elders dared not let their guard down.

They couldn\'t even begin to guess how powerful the enemy hidden within the Inferno Tower might be!

Any lapse in vigilance could lead the Doomed Soul Sect to its demise!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar like a baby\'s scream echoed from the back mountain, and a massive shadow was cast from the sky.

"Dread Wyvern!"

Both elders and disciples looked up at the sky with fear in their hearts.

The massive shadow, shaped like a demonic dragon with ram\'s horns and wings as sturdy as iron, let out a bizarre cry like that of a baby.

This strange beast, known as the Dread Wyvern, had once established the Doomed Soul Sect, slaughtering countless righteous cultivators and earning a formidable reputation.

Despite having slept for centuries, the aura emanating from the Dread Wyvern commanded respect and awe, making it difficult for anyone to look directly at it.

Its strength was even greater than that of the sect leader, Morvran!

Many disciples had heard of the Dread Wyvern\'s fearsome reputation but had never seen it with their own eyes.

At this moment, alongside their excitement and awe, they also felt an inexplicable pressure.

Even the sect leader had been forced to summon the Dread Wyvern, indicating that their opponent\'s identity and power were truly enigmatic and formidable.

A powerful gust swept through like a wild storm as the massive figure of the Dread Wyvern slowly descended in front of the Inferno Tower.

The four beams of light that shot into the sky were charged with immense spiritual energy, and the sound of thunder continued to rumble.

This solemn display even caused some of the more timid disciples to tremble and avert their gaze, too frightened to look at the scene before them.

With the Dark Veil Barrier fully activated and the once-feared beast, the Dread Wyvern, awakened, the atmosphere was tense.

But Morvran\'s expression remained grave.

When he had entered the sixth floor of the Inferno Tower, he had almost been consumed by the flames and had barely passed the trial.

What kind of terrifying strength did the person who easily passed the seventh floor possess?

Thunder roared in the sky, and the dense spiritual energy and killing intent permeated the entire Doomed Soul Sect.

Blue energy waves continuously emerged from Morvran.

Looking up at the Inferno Tower, his gaze hardened with a chilling murderous intent:

"Who are you, to come to my Doomed Soul Sect and take our ancestral treasures? Show yourself."

"If possible, I would prefer to resolve this peacefully."

His words revealed a deep wariness.

At that moment, all eyes were fixed on the direction of the Inferno Tower.

Time seemed to stand still.

The elders nervously guarded their positions in the array, while many disciples, unable to contain their trembling, gathered fearfully at a distance.

"Thud, thud, thud."

In the silence, footsteps echoed from within the Inferno Tower.

Though faint, each step seemed to tug at the heartstrings.

The footsteps grew closer and clearer.

"Sixth floor."

"Fifth floor."

"Fourth floor."

...

Countless anxious eyes converged on the exit of the Inferno Tower.

"Since you refuse to respond, I have no choice but to exert all my strength to secure a chance of survival for the Doomed Soul Sect!"

Morvran could no longer contain himself and shouted, "Activate the array! Today, everyone must fight for the survival of the Doomed Soul Sect!"

"Boom!"

Thunderous roars of thunder struck down, and the vertical pupils of the Dread Wyvern also flashed with a cold light, its massive beak agape.

A battle that could determine the survival of the Doomed Soul Sect seemed imminent, and many were already resigned to a fight to the death.

However, amidst this escalating aura of hostility, Timothy calmly walked out of the Inferno Tower.

Looking at the commotion outside, he was puzzled: "I just took a nap inside the tower, what\'s all the fuss about?"