Regret That Comes Too Late Is Worse Than a Dog! Blood Stains the Heavens as I Build a Mountain of Skulls

"A power fantasy with multiple Empresses and demonesses, rebellious disciples seeking to become Emperors, twisted self-cultivation, and a Demon God Emperor living life to the fullest"

Chen Chang'an transmigrated into a vast world, arriving in an era of dark upheaval.

In the eight hundred years after his transmigration, genius was the lowest bar he had ever seen. He rose to become a Great Emperor with peerless talent.

But someone wanted him to suffer. On a dark and stormy night, his entire imperial clan was executed by the very people he had protected, and the bodies of his family were hung outside the city.

When Chen Chang'an learned the truth, he was utterly heartbroken. In an instant, he refined the entire city of Chang'an. Billions of people regarded him as a Demon God, but he had only one thought.

"As long as I, Chen Chang'an, still live, I will slay every false person in this world with a single sword!"

Later, after he achieved his goal, the Heavenly Dao intervened, destroying the source of his foundation and suppressing him beneath Five Finger Mountain for a thousand years.

Over those thousand years, his nature was tempered again and again. The world no longer treated him as a human being, and once he got out, he would burn and slaughter billions of living beings.

When the Heaven-Piercing Demon Pillar descended once more,

"Let my fellow cultivators die, so long as I survive!"

"What do I care about the common people!"

"As long as I survive, that's all that matters!"

The Dustheart Empress abandoned the common people and fled alone.

The people fell into despair, and many old ancestors regretted their choices. Chen Chang'an only gave a cold laugh:

"Regret that comes too late is lower than a dog's!"

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh!"

In the days that followed...

"You still think you can succeed as spies?"

"You think you can destroy me?"

"It's all too late!"

"I will tread upon the withered bones of the living and paint a blood-red scene!"