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

"Do you have any other choice?" Wen Lianggong said indifferently.


"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you anything," Liu Changfeng replied with an unaffected gaze.


Wen Lianggong evidently didn't have that much patience, his Skull-King malice fully on display as he forcefully slapped down with a massive hand.


He shouted angrily, "Then you can go die."


The moment the Skull-King's bone claw struck, it was incredibly sharp, and the space around it was torn to shreds.


Just then, a figure appeared suddenly, flinging itself from the side.


The figure stood directly in front of Liu Changfeng, only to be pierced through the chest by a claw of the Skull-King.


Immediately following, one sea serpent after another leaped forward, opening a path for Liu Changfeng.


"King, hurry, we only have hope if you survive."


With each serpent's mournful wail, the waves around them surged tumultuously.


Chapter 425: The Fleeing Liu Changfeng