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 stood amidst the piles of corpses of Demon Beast Kings. He was panting, and his forehead was trickling down with cold sweat. The song of death played by Fairy Moon Jade had ended, and the terran had achieved his goal. He slayed thirteen demon-beast kings that could turn the tables against their forces.
However, even at the cost of his spiritual energy, it was not yet the end. Shi Lang sensed impending doom and held himself together with whatever spiritual energy he had left inside him. He saw that the demon beasts did not approach him despite being mad from the overflow of the demonic energy inside them. The fear of death made them avoid him.
Shi Lang took out a few spirit-replenishing pills from his space ring and placed them in his mouth. The effect of the pills was instant, but the quantity that he needed to keep on fighting could not be regained with just these. He took a deep breath and said, "Your Excellency, the crisis is inevitable."