My Perfect Immortal Cultivation Life

Tiangong Star is near space.

The universe was defined by the silhouettes of two colossal objects, two massive star destroyers, each two kilometers long, stretching across the star-studded void like ancient beasts.

Their surfaces were covered with layers of metallic scales, reflecting the light from distant stars and emitting a cold, silvery-white luster. The Star Destroyer's lines were both rigid and fluid, like two drawn swords.

Around them, more than 5,000 fighter jets swarmed around the two giant ships like a swarm of bees around a queen bee. The flames from their engines drew trails in space, like weaving a net of light in the darkness.

"Thump...thump...thump..."

In the command center of a Star Destroyer, Starfire impatiently tapped the armrest.

"What exactly is going on? Why haven't Shura and Number 68 from the God Organization come out yet? Oh right, and Number 95 too. What are those three doing in there?"

Yan Tu sat nearby, equally puzzled.

"Logically speaking, they should have come out long ago!"

"That's right," Jinshi agreed. "The trials of the ruins should have ended long ago. Although I hate to admit it, the God Organization's No. 68 should have won the inheritance of the ruins without any doubt."

"Look, that spatial node we breached previously showed two orbs of light, Shura and Number 68. But now there's only one orb left. This proves someone has been eliminated."

"Even now... why aren't they coming out?" Xinghuo asked impatiently.

Suddenly, Yan Tu, with a sly look on his face, said, "Lord Xinghuo, do you think... Shura might have secretly reached some kind of agreement with the God Organization to divide up this ruin?"

Upon hearing this, Xinghuo's body stiffened immediately.

Don't tell me...

It seems there really is a possibility!

The God Organization is known for its opportunistic nature; they won't act without a reason. If Shura can truly offer them greater value, they will certainly abandon their short-term alliance with the Marlin Group without hesitation.

After all, the Marlin Group and they had a long-standing feud. Years ago, a young master from the group's core group suddenly disappeared in the prime of his life. It was suspected that he had been kidnapped by the Divine Organization.

Xinghuo frowned: "This ruin is about to completely collapse. We can't let the people from the Divine Organization keep lingering inside. Who knows what they're up to..."

"So, have your men accidentally fire two shots into that collapsed spatial node..."

Yan Tu replied, "That's too dangerous. A spatial node is interconnected; if we attack this node, it could trigger a chain reaction, threatening to collapse the entire ruins and even the entire Tiangong Star."

Xinghuo waved his hand: "Are we just going to watch the Divine Organization make trouble behind our backs like this? Don't worry, we've been monitoring this site for a long time. The machine spirits inside are in such a state of decay that they can hardly have any real control over Tiangong Star anymore."

Let me tell you a top-secret fact: the Divine Organization has made arrangements on Tiangong Star over the years.

The Celestial Soul Base, built a century ago, is not useless. In fact, it has been functioning all these years…”

Rock and Stone, both S-class combat engineers, immediately understood what Spark meant upon hearing this.

Star souls sprout along with the civilization of the planet.

But this also means that a planet can give birth to more than one star soul.

Civilization rises and falls like the tides.

Like humans, Star Souls also experience birth, aging, sickness, and death. When civilization flourishes, Star Souls thrive. When civilization declines, Star Souls become weak, like those afflicted with illness. When civilization ceases to exist, Star Souls become like rootless duckweed, utterly powerless.

If a civilization is completely cut off from its lineage... then death is the only path awaiting the Star Soul.

The star soul of Tiangong Star is already infinitely close to death.

After all, almost all civilizations from the previous era have ceased to exist.

The reason why the Grand Steward was able to persist for so long is partly because it was once powerful enough. As the location of the Daoist temple of the Venerable Duobao, the Grand Steward had already broken through the 11th level of the Universe Legend at its peak.

On the other hand, in the previous era, Tiangong Star was primarily a planet focused on casting. And in the current technologically advanced civilization, Tiangong Star also focuses on casting. Although the methods of casting differ, they share commonalities.

That's why the steward can live a miserable life rather than die a good death, like a thousand-year-old tortoise or a ten-thousand-year-old turtle, still retaining the strength of the peak of the 8th rank.

"Does Lord Xinghuo mean that our group has been secretly cultivating a brand new Star Soul on Tiangong Star all these years, which can replace the current one?"

Xinghuo nodded, a cold smile playing on his lips: "That's right. Tiangong Star is a rare forging planet with a profound foundation. Once a star soul is born, it will be incomparably brilliant, perhaps even reaching the ninth rank or higher."

Logically speaking, Tiangong Star should have been taken over by our Malin Group long ago.

But unfortunately...

There is a stubborn, immortal star spirit that has been clinging to life, beyond our control.

"To be old and not die is to be a thief; let's take this opportunity to send that old Star Soul on his way!"

……

Not long after, a Tier 7 fighter squadron of the Marlin Group accidentally dropped a specially made bomb with spatial properties into that spatial node.

……

at the same time.

Inside the Human Emperor banner.

Behind Chen Jing, a group of heads were exploding and spitting blood.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The continuous explosions, if ignored, would certainly evoke some very unpleasant associations.

Hilde looked at Chen Jing with some worry, feeling a strange mix of fear and relief.

Fortunately, he listened to Shura's advice and did not synchronize with the external forces. This saved him from certain death, unlike his companions who coughed up blood and went mad.

Hilde asked, "What are they doing here?"

"The Stone Man said long ago that although you people can still maintain a clear mind inside the Emperor's Banner, the components of your heads are all taken from the inside of the Emperor's Banner."

That means every cell and every nerve in your body is firmly marked with the Emperor's Banner. Maintaining the status quo isn't a problem.

However, now that external energy is flooding in, and you are using this external energy to reshape your true form, it will inevitably clash with the energy of the Human Emperor Banner.

Vomiting blood and exploding are good things; if it continues, they could very well be annihilated, body and soul!

"What should we do then!"

Hilde immediately panicked.

"Mr. Shura, according to you, are we all destined to be trapped inside for the rest of our lives, with no hope of ever getting out?"

The joy and relief she had felt earlier vanished instantly, leaving Hilde with countless indescribable bitter feelings.

He had already given up hope and accepted his fate of spending his entire life growing old and dying as fertilizer on the Emperor's Banner.

But the appearance of Shura rekindled his hope.

But little did they know that this hope was not hope at all, but a poison more painful than despair!