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**Chapter 1: The Void Prison**
**Ten Thousand Years Ago – The Void Realm**
Darkness. Silence. Eternity.
There was no up, no down, no time. Only the endless void stretched across infinity. And in the center of it all, a man floated.
Zhang Wei.
Once, he was known as the Void Flame Sovereign. The ruler of space and time. The master of the black flames that could burn even reality itself.
But now... he was a prisoner.
Six divine chains pierced through his body. Each chain glowed with a different color, representing the six elements that had betrayed him.
Wind. Water. Metal. Wood. Earth. Light.
All six had sworn brotherhood with him. All six had pledged to protect the world together.
But power... power corrupts even the purest souls.
"Brother Zhang," a voice echoed through the void. It was Feng Tian, the Sovereign of Wind. His face was hidden behind a mask of golden light. "The world doesn't need seven sovereigns. It needs... one."
Zhang Wei didn't speak. His eyes were closed. His body was broken. But his soul... his soul still burned.
"Speak, traitor," Zhang Wei whispered. His voice was weak, but it carried the weight of eternity.
Feng Tian laughed. "Traitor? No. We are liberators. You hoarded the Void Flame. You kept the secrets of space and time for yourself. Did you think we wouldn't notice?"
Another voice joined. Guang Ming, the Sovereign of Light. The leader of the betrayal.
"Zhang Wei," Guang Ming said calmly. "Your era is over. The Void Flame is too dangerous for one man. We will seal it. We will seal you. Forever."
The six chains tightened.
Pain. Agony. Destruction.
Zhang Wei's body began to crumble. His flesh turned to ash. His bones cracked. But he didn't scream. He had faced death before. He had faced oblivion.
But this... this was worse.
This was eternity in darkness.
"Seal him," Guang Ming commanded.
A massive formation array appeared beneath Zhang Wei. Runes of light carved into the void itself. The seal of the Six Sovereigns.
"Wait," Zhang Wei said suddenly.
The six sovereigns paused.
Zhang Wei opened his eyes.
They were no longer human. They were voids. Black holes. Infinite depths.
"You made one mistake," Zhang Wei said. A faint smile curved his lips.
"What mistake?" Feng Tian asked, uneasy.
"The Void Flame," Zhang Wei whispered. "It cannot be sealed."
A flicker. A spark. A whisper.
Black flames erupted from Zhang Wei's chest. The Void Flame. It didn't burn outward. It burned inward. Consuming his own body. Consuming his own soul.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Guang Ming shouted.
"I am not dying," Zhang Wei said. His voice was fading. "I am waiting."
The black flames exploded. The formation cracked. The six sovereigns were blown back by the shockwave.
But Zhang Wei was gone.
His body had vanished. His soul had scattered.
Only one thing remained.
A single spark of black fire. It hovered in the void for a moment. Then, it shot away like a falling star. Disappearing into the currents of time and space.
"I will return," Zhang Wei's voice echoed across the ages. "And when I do... the void will burn."
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**Present Day – Black Mountain Village**
Chen Feng woke up screaming.
His body jerked upright, drenched in cold sweat. His heart pounded like a war drum. His hands clawed at the straw mat beneath him.
"Where... where am I?" he croaked.
The room was small. Dilapidated. Wooden walls cracked with age. A single window let in the pale morning light.
He looked at his hands.
They were thin. Pale. Weak.
These were not his hands.
Zhang Wei's hands had been calloused from holding the Void Flame Sword. These hands... these were the hands of a child. A servant. A nobody.
Memories flooded his mind. Painful. Fragmented.
*Name: Chen Feng.*
*Age: 16.*
*Status: Servant of the Chen Family.*
*Condition: Meridians Blocked. Cultivation Impossible.*
*Reputation: Trash. Cripple. Laughingstock.*
Chen Feng—no, Zhang Wei—closed his eyes. He forced himself to breathe.
Panic was for children. He was the Void Flame Sovereign. He had ruled over space and time. He would not be defeated by... confusion.
Slowly, the memories settled.
Chen Feng was an orphan. Adopted by the Chen Family as a servant. Beaten regularly. Fed scraps. Mocked by everyone.
Yesterday, he had been beaten by the young master of the family for spilling tea. Left in the cold alley to freeze.
He should have died.
But Zhang Wei's soul had merged with his body. The Void Flame had saved him.
"Ten thousand years," Chen Feng whispered. His voice was steadier now. "I waited ten thousand years."
He tried to stand. His legs trembled. His body was weak. Pathetically weak.
But deep within his chest... something stirred.
A warmth. A flicker. A...
*Flame.*
Not red. Not orange.
Black. With hints of purple.
The Void Flame.
It was still there. Faint. Barely alive. But it was there.
Chen Feng smiled. A cold, dangerous smile.
"Good," he said softly.
Suddenly, a sound echoed in his mind.
**[DING!]**
A blue translucent screen appeared before his eyes. Visible only to him.
**[Void Flame System Activated]**
**[Host: Chen Feng (Zhang Wei)]**
**[Cultivation: Qi Gathering Level 0 (Blocked)]**
**[Void Flame: Sealed (0.01%)]**
**[System Status: Online]**
Chen Feng's eyes widened.
"A system?" he murmured. "Interesting."
In his past life, there were no systems. No screens. Only cultivation and power. But this... this could be useful.
**[First Quest Available]**
**[Quest: Break Free from the Village]**
**[Objective: Leave Black Mountain Village within 3 days]**
**[Reward: Unlock Basic Void Techniques]**
**[Failure: Void Flame will consume the host]**
Chen Feng's smile widened.
"Consume me?" he laughed softly. "Try it."
He stood up. His legs were still weak, but his will was iron.
He walked to the window. Outside, the village was waking up. Servants rushing. Masters shouting. The sun rising over the mountains.
A new world. A new life. A new beginning.
But the goal remained the same.
Revenge.
"Six sovereigns," Chen Feng whispered to the sky. "Feng Tian. Guang Ming. Shui Long. Jin Gang. Mu Shen. Tu Huang."
He clenched his fists. Black flames flickered around his knuckles for a second before vanishing.
"I'm coming for you," he vowed. "All six of you."
The void answered with a whisper.
And somewhere, in the depths of his soul, Zhang Wei finally felt... hope.
But first, he had to survive this village.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Chen Feng!" a voice shouted. "Wake up, trash! Young Master Zhao wants to see you!"
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.
Young Master Zhao. The one who had beaten him yesterday.
"Looks like my first test begins now," Chen Feng said calmly.
He opened the door.
And stepped into his new destiny.
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To be continued...