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

Hearing Xu Zimei's words, Yin Luohang's expression darkened.


But he still managed to suppress the discontent in his heart and turned his head to leave the Combat Stage.


"Old Yin, when did you get so close to Ao Nan?"


Ming Hu asked with a smirk on the side.


Among these Saint Heirs of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, they had always been competitors vying with each other in the shadows.


They basically wouldn't become friends.


So Yin Luohang's actions today somewhat surprised him.


Yin Luohang lifted his head, gave Ming Hu a faint glance, but didn't answer and left directly.


At this moment on the Combat Stage, the Two-Headed Python was thoroughly on its last breath.


Without its two heads, blood couldn't stop flowing from its neck.


Xu Zimei, holding Tyrant Shadow, said with a grin, "No need to suffer anymore, let me send you on your final journey."


Chapter 858: The Strange Woman in a White Dress