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

As this figure approached step by step, his body was surrounded by an endless Immortal Qi, space fractured, and cracks appeared one after another on the deck beneath his feet.


"You are one of the few who dares to openly challenge our Ancient Nether," the shadow said looking at Xu Zimei, speaking indifferently.


"I am rather curious, which one of the Ten Halls Yamas are you?" Xu Zimei asked with a smile.


"King Qinyou," the shadow's voice replied in a deep tone.


He slowly lifted his head, his face was excessively pale, covered with purple stripes that looked like some kind of ancient curse mark.


"Let everyone else leave, we shall talk alone," Xu Zimei said composedly.


King Qinyou chuckled lightly and replied, "I do not understand where you get your confidence from. Let your Monster Beast at the Divine Vein Realm come out."


If that is your trump card, it is still not qualified to negotiate with me."


Xu Zimei chuckled lightly, and a sky full of Demonic Qi condensed in the air.


Chapter 211: The Ten Great Forbidden Lands - Burial Buddha Temple