In the Chaotic spaceship, the vice president's face was as pale as a sheet. Even though he was also a Perfected Lord, he did not look like a cultivator at all. Instead, he looked more like a mortal.
"What should we do? What should we do now?"
The vice president was in a state of panic. Looking at the obvious cracks on the Chaotic spaceship, he also knew very well that if they continued to resist, they would probably really have to reincarnate and cultivate again.
How could it be so easy to reincarnate a perfected spirit and cultivate again? If they died halfway, they would have to reincarnate and cultivate again. One might not be able to recover to their peak state for eternity.
Hence, no one was willing to reincarnate and cultivate again unless absolutely necessary.