As Liang Fei returned to the village of Black Lotus, shadows clung to him like loyal servants, and his eyes burned with an otherworldly glow. The once-humble villagers now cast wary glances in his direction, sensing the dark energy that emanated from his being. Liang's presence had become a palpable force, unsettling the tranquility of their once-peaceful existence.
Unbeknownst to the villagers, Liang had undergone a transformation during his exile beyond the Celestial Peaks. In the shadowy corridors of the Void, he had encountered ethereal entities that hungered for mortal souls. Unyielding in his pursuit of power, Liang had forged a pact with these entities, binding his fate to the shadows in exchange for unimaginable power.
As Liang walked the village streets, whispers of the Void echoed in his mind, urging him to embrace his newfound darkness. He reveled in the fear and unease that his presence instilled in the villagers, relishing in the knowledge that he was no longer bound by their petty concerns.
But despite his newfound power, Liang could not shake the memories of his banishment and the betrayal he had suffered at the hands of the village elders. His heart burned with a fierce desire for vengeance, and he knew that he would stop at nothing to see his enemies brought to their knees.
As night fell over Black Lotus, Liang retreated to the shadows, plotting his next move. The time for subtlety had passed; now was the time for action. With the darkness as his ally, he would unleash havoc upon the righteous cultivation sects, showing them the true extent of his power.
And as the blood moon rose once more, casting its ominous glow over the village, Liang Fei embraced his destiny as the harbinger of darkness, ready to unleash the full force of his wrath upon those who had wronged him. The shadows whispered his name, and the world trembled in anticipation of what was to come.