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 did not know anything about Amelia freaking out over his trip. Although the lady pretended to be calm before him, but even when they were in the Federation. Every time Shi Lang left for duty she would be like this.

The Terran did not know much and spent the night under the stars. He was laying on his back gazing at the stars. The lev-bike had been stored back inside the space ring and he was wearing a battle suit from the federal military. The suit had the camouflage function enabled.

As long as he lay still, it was impossible to see him with naked eye. Even cultivators would not be able to note the difference between the terrain and his body. Shi Lang could tell that the researchers back in the Federation must have focused on how to make these things useful against renegade cultivators.

Night Camping.