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

When the three Spirit Crystals were brought forth, everyone rose from their seats.


Whether they were the City Lords who had come to observe, the Divine Envoys from the Divine Maiden Palace, or the three Elders.


All faced the sculpture and knelt in worship.


The three Spirit Crystals were placed in front of the sculpture, and a faint light shone down from it, enveloping all the crystals.


"Please, Divine Maiden, bestow your blessing," Heaven Inheriting Elder said aloud.


In the next moment, the three Spirit Crystals began to transform.


One turned into streaming light and returned to the sculpture, another flew into Lan Ke'er's body, forming a totem on her forehead.


The last became a long sword that slowly floated in front of Lan Ke'er.


"A sword signifies slaughter, doesn't it?" Heaven Inheriting Elder frowned slightly and said in a hushed tone.


The totem on Lan Ke'er's forehead resembled a flying bird and was azure blue in color.


From time to time, it flashed with blue light.


Chapter 789: The Great Battle Against the Three Great Ancestors