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

Black and white chains slowly spread out from the black hole.


They encircled Ancestor Kouji and another person completely.


No matter how they dodged, the chains seemed to have tracking abilities, always able to lock onto them.


And no matter what attacks they used, they couldn't break the chains.


"What on earth are these things?" Ancestor Chengfeng yelled angrily.


At this moment, more and more of the Feather Clan were being bound by the chains.


The chains absorbed their life energy, contending with them.


"It's that book in his hands causing trouble," Ancestor Kouji suddenly looked towards Xu Zimei and shouted.


However, the two of them couldn't get close to Xu Zimei at all.


The chains had completely surrounded them, three layers inside and three layers outside.


The two of them happened to be the last of the Feather Clan left standing.


But ultimately, the chains pierced through their hands and feet.


Chapter 887 Annihilate the Feather Clan