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

Until he was sure there was no inheritance here and began to ponder the intentions of the Evil Demon, he discovered the peculiarity of this power.


This is not just an ordinary principle; it simplifies the principle to allow some low-level cultivators to practice and use it.


"Then what are we waiting for, let's go kill demons!" Wang Li said excitedly.


"I'm afraid it's too late," Xu Jiamo replied.


Everyone looked up at the void above, the seven-day period was complete, and this Demonic Path would automatically expel a few people.


In fact, it's not just a few people; everyone will be expelled.


Powerful forces surged, without any explanation, and everyone felt their bodies being repelled, immediately followed by the void swallowing them.


Xu Zimei planted his feet on solid ground and only then looked around.


"This is the Triumph Hall," he muttered to himself, feeling it wasn't too bad.


Chapter 1319: Sun Mountain Strikes, Hong Jun