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

"Undying Body, ranked sixth among the Hundred Great Battle Bodies, is said to be truly immortal in constitution."


Without discussing how powerful this battle body is, the mere fact of being undying is enough to drive countless people to chase after it.


When the corpses of these members from the Undying Race had all their heart's flesh and blood absorbed by the young man in the white robe, his aura surged with even greater strength.


It rolled and surged like the torrential waves of a raging sea, unceasingly and endlessly.


Each wave seemed more powerful than the last.


The young man in the white robe slowly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of a monstrous look within their depths, as he wore a face brimming with enjoyment.


Then, turning to look at Xu Zimei and his companion, he smiled and said, "Interesting, how very interesting."


"Seeing me but not running away, you two are quite amusing," the young man in the white robe replied.


Chapter 798 The Tianwu Tournament Begins