Loose cultivator Shi Lang gradually found himself in the realm of invincibility. However, when he finally tried to ascend to the higher realm, the spirit of the world was nearly exhausted. So, between his ascension to a new world or the well-being of his home, he chose the latter and sacrificed his life to save the world. Nobody knew what he gave up for the world, and he told no one. Although his sacrifice had gone unsung, there was still someone who witnessed everything. A treasured artifact he carried on his body preserved his soul and let it escape a tragic end. Eons passed. The human race stepped out from the age of cultivation into an age of stellar conquest. The spirit energy in the world was now scarce, but humans found other means to excel. In this highly-advanced time, Shi Lang's soul has found a chance to be reborn. What happens when an ancient cultivator that neared the level of a deity before his first death gets a second chance at life in the space age? ... Cover Credits: ropreker#8513(discord) Fonts and Final editing credits: Not gonna tell y'all. XD
Shi Lang and his team sailed off through the stars to meet the Commander of the Galactic strike force, Harley Xers. The man did not say much during the ride because he knew he would face a war-like situation when he reached the Strike Force headquarters.
It was not confirmed whether they would receive support from the strong sides or will the Galactic Strike Force try to throw them under the bus for the so-called greater good.
The spaceship entered the wrap sequence and appeared in the periphery of the Blue star. Shi Lang said, "I hope you all stay prepared for whatever comes our way. Ikeras will not let us waltz to our tunes. So, stay alert and do not reveal all your cards from the get-go."
The squad members all nodded to him. They knew that their Commander must have sensed something. That's why he was warning them. Jill pondered over his words and asked, "Boss, do you think those from the citadel will speak in our favor?"