The history of love is full of regrets.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life.
But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain!
This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King.
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In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated!
An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan!
There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus.
Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight.
There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

I Truly Am The Villian

After this power merged with Chu Yang, a gleam flashed across his eyes, and cracks began to appear in the space around him.


Then, with a loud "bang," the space around him actually shattered. Boundless might burst forth from Chu Yang's body, and above him, the sky filled with billowing clouds and radiant mists while violent winds enveloped the entire mountaintop.


Strands of Reincarnation power permeated his surroundings, with Principles in utter disarray and space constantly breaking and healing in an endless cycle.


He was like a supreme overlord, with the fate of everything in the world in his grasp.


All beings are mere ants; only I am worthy to be emperor.


Chu Yang slowly stood in the air; with a gentle clench of his fist, he saw the space before him shatter substantially.


"Move it, don't dawdle," the Reincarnation Elder shouted a reminder from inside the ring.


Chapter 54 Ning Family