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

"What are you talking about," Venerable Nu glared sternly at Shi Jian, his heart also somewhat fearful as he ran toward Weapon Mountain.


After the fourth level of the Heavenly Tribulation had concluded, the sky gradually returned to its usual tranquility.


The two reached the central area of Weapon Mountain.


Here, they encountered an unfathomably deep pit.


This was Weapon Mountain, resolute and firm; any other mountain would have likely collapsed by now.


"Junior Brother Zimo," Shi Jian shouted near the edge of the pit.


The echoes reverberated through the hollow pit.


"Let's go down and take a look," Venerable Nu suggested.


The two levitated and flew towards the bottom of the pit.


The deeper they went, the more shocking the scenes they observed became, with electrical arcs flickering along one side of the walls.


While calling out Xu Zimei's name, they flew to the very bottom.


Finally, after about seven or eight minutes, they reached the lowest layer.


Chapter 919 Ancient Heavenly Court