Chapter 93: Honey, I'm coming

"You think you can stop me?Today, I'll start by slaughtering you as the first step in taking down Sky Sanctuary!"

Holy Emperor Thunderflame was completely enraged.

Thousands of thunders converged, creating a display of power that no other thunder magic could match. Each bolt seemed to carry the force to destroy heavens and earth.

The wrath of the Holy Emperor was unstoppable!

But soon, he noticed that Timothy was not only unafraid, but there was even a hint of mockery in his expression.

Even if Timothy was exceptionally talented, he was only at the Mystic Core level. What right did he have to face him head-on!

As thousands of thunderbolts struck down, suddenly, a dark shadow shot up into the sky. It existed only for a moment, but in that instant, it shattered the incoming barrage of lightning.

"A manifestation form! How is that possible? You're just at Mystic Core level, how did you manage to summon a manifestation form!"

At this moment, even Holy Emperor Thunderflame was shocked beyond measure.

Timothy was full of too many secrets and oddities.

This boy must not be allowed to live!

Even if it meant using every trick in the book, he must be killed here and now.

The majestic divine might appeared again, and Holy Emperor Thunderflame, fueled by rage, suddenly manifested a giant made of thunder behind him.

The giant raised its palm, and within that massive hand charged with lightning, it seemed to brew endless thunders.

This strike, like an apocalyptic thunder, born from the Holy Emperor's furious palm, could instantly topple cities and nations!

"Old man, is that all you've got? You offended my wife and thought you could just run away!" Timothy suddenly smirked.

The Mindfiend Manifestation Form, though not strong, had gauged Holy Emperor Thunderflame's strength.

Though both were Holy Emperors, his strength was nowhere near that of his wife.

With the cards in his hand now, even killing the Holy Emperor was not impossible!

"Celestial Feather Form!" Timothy countered with a raise of his palm.

In the sky, white feathers began to gently drift down.

Each feather, though soft and white, seemed to contain infinite power.

A massive manifestation form, thousands of feet tall with golden eyes and covered in white feathers, appeared out of nowhere and met the thunderous palm head-on.

"What have you done!"

Holy Emperor Thunderflame's eyes widened in shock, his gaze growing even more fierce.

Even if he didn't know how Timothy did it, this strike alone was not enough to defeat him.

He was a true Holy Emperor, and Timothy was just a fragile illusion.

"You think that's all?" Timothy coldly smiled, his killing intent surging.

"Celestial Feather Form, Triple Strike!"

The sky filled with white feathers, and this time, the Celestial Feather Form expanded several times in size.

A mighty finger fell, followed by an unexpected second strike.

"How is this possible!"

Holy Emperor Thunderflame's pupils shrank, suddenly feeling an intense chill.

The first strike caused his thunder giant to stagger.

The unexpected second strike instantly shattered the unprepared thunder manifestation.

A vast shadow enveloped from above, and the already severely injured Holy Emperor Thunderflame, now with his manifestation shattered, looked up in terror at the imposing phantom in the sky.

What exactly is this manifestation form, and why is it so terrifying?

A triple strike that could destroy heaven and earth!

"Damn it, just a mere disciple, how is this possible!" Holy Emperor Thunderflame roared in fear and anger.

Even when facing Goddess Sylvia, he had never felt such despair.

The shadow loomed, and the Celestial Feather Form brought with it an endless sense of solemn killing intent.

Even as Holy Emperor Thunderflame exhausted all his life's work, the Convergence of Ten Thousand Thunders Technique, trying to form a net of lightning to defend himself, it seemed pitifully small under the overwhelming Celestial Feather Form.

Holy Emperor Thunderflame's pupils shrank, a chill of death completely engulfing him.

It felt like he was completely locked in, with no chance of escape.

"I will kill you!"

His roar was mixed with boundless fear.

The Celestial Feather Form struck down, and the sky full of Quill Arrows turned into arrows that pierced Holy Emperor Thunderflame's body, creating countless fissures.

The body of the Holy Emperor, once beyond the mundane, was now struggling to escape.

But Timothy appeared in an instant, the Phoenix Blade in his hand thrust into his chest.

Endless flames engulfed Holy Emperor Thunderflame, even his soul firmly locked by the majestic phoenix.

Timothy's eyes shone with the same divine golden light as the Celestial Feather Form, the flames in his sword raging violently.

With his source severely damaged, his manifestation broken, a sword in his heart, and his soul locked, even for a Holy Emperor, this was a certain death scenario!

Holy Emperor Thunderflame opened his mouth wide, in unbearable pain and disbelief.

He could never have imagined that after escaping from Goddess Sylvia, he would fall here!

"Sky Sanctuary, no one will survive.

Even if I die, I will drag Goddess Sylvia down with me!"

Holy Emperor Thunderflame roared in madness, completely losing his mind.

Suddenly, he tore open a blood-red rift, connecting two sides of the void.

"Spurt."

Timothy swiftly pulled his heart out, withdrawing the sword.

Blood sprayed, and Holy Emperor Thunderflame's body helplessly collapsed.

But the blood-red rift quickly turned into a gaping maw, swallowing the cage holding Aurelian in one gulp before rapidly disappearing.

Timothy's gaze was sharp as he split Holy Emperor Thunderflame's body in two, pulling out his slightly golden heart.

After the Transcendence Realm comes the Ascension Phase, where the blood of those who step into this phase turns golden, and the heart solidifies into dazzling gold.

Although Holy Emperor Thunderflame was far from reaching this realm, he had already begun to touch the great Dao of heaven and earth, hence half his heart was hard, and his blood was pale gold.

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Who could have imagined that the person to personally slay Holy Emperor Thunderflame would be Timothy!

Timothy had long thought of enhancing the Celestial Feather Form with the "Triple Strike."

With the speed of lightning, and considering Holy Emperor Thunderflame was already severely injured, even his strength couldn't withstand this strike.

Unfortunately, he still let the guy tear open the void and send Aurelian away just before dying.

Timothy sighed.

Killing Holy Emperor Thunderflame to avenge his wife felt incredibly satisfying.

However, it seemed they indeed had some strange tricks up their sleeve.

Before that weird Dragon Blood Formation fully solidified, he needed to figure out a way to deal with it.

"Honey, I'm coming." Timothy stepped forward with a slight smile.

With a beautiful wife at home, who has the time to be upset with these ancient, perpetually single Holy Emperors?

Be it Holy Emperor Thunderflame or the other two clueless Holy Emperors.

If they dare touch his wife, he'll take them down one by one!