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

The black demonic Qi streak swept over, directly binding towards the Blackflame Kylin.


The Blackflame Kylin roared continuously, obviously enraged by the provocation.


The black flames from its mouth surged endlessly, yet the Demon Race's black line remained unmoved, completely undamaged.


The Blackflame Kylin grew somewhat anxious.


Its massive body crushed down directly, opening its large mouth as if to tear that black line into pieces.


But just as its roar echoed, it suddenly cried out "aw aw aw."


The black line directly wrapped around its large mouth once, then entwined around its entire body.


The Blackflame Kylin was wrapped up like a dumpling.


The people nearby were dumbfounded at this sight.


The Blackflame Kylin lay on the ground looking aggrieved, continuously wailing "wu wu wu."


"There's too much Demon Martial," Xu Jiamo said incredulously.


Chapter 1318: The Evil Demon's Efforts, Mysterious Power