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 Eighteen Demonic Generals were not all exiled."


Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Xiang Tianhui's expression immediately tensed, "Could there be other Demon Generals still remaining?"


"Look behind you," Xu Zimei slightly raised his head, hinting at something.


Xiang Tianhui turned around in confusion, and his face changed drastically.


Bai Meng, the Seven-faced Demon General, and the Crimson Blade Bull Demon were standing calmly behind him.


He had not noticed them at all earlier.


"You... you all...," Xiang Tianhui was so shocked he couldn't speak.


"Since you've come, stay here today," Xu Zimei said.


The Holy Power around the three of Bai Meng surged, and powerful forces, like a rainbow crossing the sun, directly crushed down.


"Old Bull, go help Tianpeng deal with that person, we two will handle him, let's try to finish this quickly," Bai Meng said.


The Crimson Blade Bull Demon nodded, and the crowd joined the battle.


Chapter 1329: Did I Make a Mistake? The Dying Ground of the Previous Demon Lord