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 Old White Tiger once again praised, "The Consciousness Entity is condensing more and more perfectly, and it has already developed various emotions. The level of destruction it can bring is also becoming more powerful.


It seems you have grasped the essence," he said.


Once again, the Old White Tiger extended his right hand, and the roaring phantom in his palm gradually solidified.


It was a large White Tiger with droopy eyes.


Its body was striped with black and white, and the beastly majesty emanating from it was simply more ferocious than even a True Dragon.


The White Tiger, rising sixty feet tall, was locked in combat with Form King.


The purple Form King wore a very large earring on its thick earlobes.


When Tyrant Shadow slashed down, the endless Blade Intent was even somewhat frenzied.


However, the White Tiger was stronger than imagined.


Its claws were extremely hard and actually caught the blade barehanded.


Chapter 901 Way of Inquiry Seventeen Form Gods Divine Desolation