The betrayal of the supreme immortal

In the vast expanses of the Eternal Heavens, where the constellations themselves seemed to bow in reverence, Li Feng stood as the Supreme Immortal. His dominion was unparalleled, his strength and wisdom unmatched by any other celestial being. The grand celestial palace he inhabited, a marvel of divine architecture, floated amidst the celestial firmament like a beacon of light and power.

On this particular evening, the palace was alive with celebration. The banquet hall glittered with stardust and celestial flora, casting an ethereal glow that danced across the faces of the attendees. It was a celebration of Li Feng’s supreme status, a joyous occasion attended by the most exalted beings of the cosmos. At the head of the grand table, Li Feng sat beside Mei Lin, his beloved consort, whose presence was both a source of personal joy and public adulation.

The atmosphere was one of pure bliss. Li Feng, basking in the warmth of the celebration and the affection of Mei Lin, leaned in closer, his heart swelling with contentment. “Mei Lin,” he whispered, his voice full of sincerity, “I cannot express how perfect this night is with you by my side. You are my guiding star, my pillar of strength.”

Mei Lin’s eyes shone with a loving light as she gazed at him. “And you, my love, are my everything,” she replied softly, her voice tinged with emotion.

But in a heart-stopping moment, the warmth of their exchange turned cold. Without warning, Mei Lin’s expression shifted from tender affection to a steely resolve. Her hand, once gentle, now gripped a blade forged from the heart of a dying star. With a swift and deadly motion, she drove the blade into Li Feng’s back.

The pain was immediate and searing, a stark contrast to the joy of moments before. Li Feng gasped, feeling the powerful blade cut through his immortal essence. The hall erupted into chaos as he staggered, struggling to comprehend the betrayal unfolding before him. The blade’s energy was a dark void, siphoning his divine power and casting him into a maelstrom of suffering.

Through his blurred vision, Li Feng saw Zhao Wei, his once-trusted general, emerge from the shadows. Zhao Wei’s eyes glinted with malicious satisfaction. “Li Feng, your reign ends here. The power you so easily wield shall now be ours.”

Mei Lin’s voice, devoid of the warmth it once held, echoed in the chaos. “We have planned for this moment, Li Feng. Your fall marks our ascension.”

The celestial palace, once a haven of light and festivity, was now engulfed in turmoil. Li Feng’s immortal essence was being torn asunder, his once-unassailable power dissipating into the void. His consciousness was dragged through the maelstrom of time and space, descending into an abyss that threatened to erase his very existence.

Yet, instead of vanishing into oblivion, Li Feng felt a strange, comforting force guiding him. The void seemed to part, and a powerful, resonant voice filled his mind:

System Alert: Celestial Rebirth System Activated.

The voice spoke with an air of authority, promising a second chance. Li Feng’s essence was transported back in time, returning him to his younger, mortal self. With a renewed sense of purpose and the promise of immense power, he was granted the opportunity to reclaim his lost glory and seek vengeance upon those who had betrayed him.

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