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

This was a True Fate belonging to the Starry.


It represented the Eight Supreme Starlights, each of which was as radiant as the world, each endowed with endless starlight power.


The True Fate Phantom Image of Gong Yuner turned out to be a Star Map, where the eight most powerful starlights orbited around the map.


The other starlights could only turn into substitutes, dim and lackluster.


The moment the Star Map appeared, Gong Yuner was enveloped in a continuous flow of starlight.


Baili Xiao glanced at her with a cold demeanor.


Immediately afterwards, a streak of light shot straight into the sky behind her.


A shadow slowly emerged from behind her.


The shadow was shrouded in fog, making it impossible to discern the figure clearly.


Only through the hazy mist, one could see that it was a woman wearing a purple dress.


This woman seemed to have traversed from one end of the River of Time, arriving here from the ancient times.


Chapter 812 Immortals Domain