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

Seeing this scene, the emotions of those present were truly tumultuous.


Although they had won the competition, they were not happy in their hearts.


Xu Zimei was too strong, so strong that they didn't even entertain the thought of contending with him.


They each represented their own Sect Gates, an embodiment of a young Great Emperor.


As such, for them and the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, this life's Destiny would be quite challenging.


Some even secretly wished that Xu Zimei would hurry up and die, so that their Sect Gates could have a chance to compete for the Destiny.


Baili Chengfeng watched with an indifferent gaze, showing neither joy nor anger.


He was the first to step forward, looking at the Ancestor of the Extraterritorial Extreme Palace to speak, "Everyone, since you have lost, abide by the promise and leave."


"I suddenly feel like reneging," laughed the Ancestor of the Extraterritorial Extreme Palace.


Chapter 817: The Ancestors Arrive