The System Is 52 Years Late and Wants Me to Make Elixirs to Save the World.

Traveling through the wasteland world of cultivation, the system has arrived fifty-two years later. He Xiaomo has grown from a young man to an old soldier. His cultivation has been completely ruined and he is riddled with erysipelas. He is silently waiting to die in the abandoned alchemy room on the border. It wasn't until he rescued the mysterious witch that the [Civilization Fire] system that had been dormant for half a lifetime was finally activated. Only then did he realize that he was actually the last bloodline of the "Dayan Immortal Dynasty" that had been destroyed in ancient times. And that system was the last will and weapon left to him as an orphan after the "Danxia Sect" of the civilization of his motherland sacrificed his clan. From then on, the house full of deadly waste elixirs became his treasure house; The bond of life and death with Hongyan becomes the key to unlocking the supreme elixir. He used the alchemy furnace as the basis to forge a way out in this hopeless wasteland—— From the master of the ruined alchemy room, to the border Danhou, and then to the emperor in the human world. When he reached the top of power and tried to comfort the world, he heard the scream of the broken heaven. Only then did I realize that the world is just a farm harvested regularly by higher-dimensional beings. He Xiaomo raised his eyes and looked at the devastated world and the beauty beside him. "Since Tiandao is ill, I will make a Heaven-Building Pill." "If that extraterrestrial monster is to be captured, I will refine it first!" The elixir fire is rekindled in the wasteland, using civilization as fuel and fetters as guidance, to create a clean new era.