THE_WORDSMITH

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?
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Cover Credits: ropreker#8513(discord) 
Fonts and Final editing credits: Not gonna tell y'all. XD

Ace Of Terrans

Shi Lang gave instructions and the people got to work. They were going to wait for a few hours before they started the raid. The plan was divided into steps and the roles were clearly highlighted. The strategy was not something too simple and it was not something too complex.

As the curtain of night thickened, Shi Lang said, "Go."

With that one word, Carole and Hunk set off the stake outpost to the duke's mansion. Their goal was to claim the highest watchtower inside the complex. Hunk may look big and bulky but he had a special skill, he could easily sneak through even the most heavily guarded places. The two moved like a unit. Hunk was tasked to kill the ground units of the enemy side. While Carole was to provide him cover from the shadows and advance at his pace. They were not to go to the watchtower directly.

Red Rain.