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
Jane stood in a field, panting, her uniform was torn in places, and she was bleeding from her back. Her face was pale, and the mood was terrible. She was not alone, the entire group of people with her called the Galactic squad, a temporary name, was more or less in a similar situation.
It has not even been a day since they landed on Mythya. Shi Lang dumped them straight into training mode, and a team of cruel instructors welcomed them with a barrage of attacks from all sides, and all types.
The instructors were members of the Ace division. Jane could only remember a sudden streak of red, and she was left with a dizzy head, the assailant punched her temples and sent her flying. The gap in their skills and strength was that of sky and earth. They were rendered completely useless. They had no idea what they could do to deal with the enemy.