Demon God, Your Mask Has Fallen Off

After dreaming of returning to a time ten years and three months before an invasion from another world, Zhong Lingxin learns, utterly baffled, the truth that the world is destined for destruction as she struggles to survive.

The sky that the legendary Goddess Nuwa once mended has split open again. The prehistoric world and the three thousand small worlds beyond the starfields are all on the brink of disaster.

Zhong Lingxin: What? Say that again. What did I reincarnate as?

The Twelve Sacred Guardians of her reincarnated self: The Five-Colored Divine Stone, my lady!

The split-personality Demon God: Come on, who cares if the world ends? All I want is for you to be safe!

Zhong Lingxin grabs someone by the ear and says icily: I heard you used to be quite fond of a vixen!

The someone, cowering and looking panicked: I didn’t! I never did! Don’t make things up!