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

"My Lord, they have arrived," the Demon Sage stood up, gazing towards the distant horizon.


Xu Zimei also opened his eyes, with raging Demonic Qi igniting from within.


He saw an Immortal Ship, majestically soaring toward them.


At the forefront of that Immortal Ship was the head of a celestial beast, though Xu Zimei had never seen such a beast before.


And at the rear of the ship was a massive ring, from which five spheres were hanging.


The entirety was pure white like amber.


Just like the entire Immortal Ship, it seemed ethereal and transcendent.


The structure of the Immortal Ship was complex, with a layer of blue light membrane covering its surface.


Although the Immortal Ship had not yet arrived from beyond the horizon, everyone could already feel its oppressive force.


The immense fleet was advancing at a speed barely visible to the naked eye, with sonic booms reverberating constantly.


Chapter 1328: The Battle Begins, The Arrogance of the Holy Court