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

Watching Nanmen Tianhong's confident expression, Xu Zimei smiled.


With a casual wave of his hand, the Blade Intent of Wu Geng wrapped around his body, solid and sharp.


Xu Zimei casually waved his hand, and the Blade Intent transformed into a sword shadow floating in mid-air.


This sword shadow was over a dozen meters long, with sharp edges swirling around the blade.


As Xu Zimei swung his right hand, the sword shadow tore through the layered space at a speed so fast it was like a streak of light, heading straight for Nanmen Tianhong.


Seeing such power, Nanmen Tianhong spread his hands; the Spiritual Energy around him was multicolored.


The aura, like a rainbow, all converged in front of his chest, forming a defensive barrier.


When the sword shadow struck the barrier, a sizzling sound emitted.


Before Nanmen Tianhong could react, the sword shadow broke through the barrier, splitting it in two.


Chapter 592 Defeat