After 1.5 Billion Years, I Woke Up

When a civilization is destroyed, will all it leaves behind are ruins for future generations to pay tribute to? Maybe it's not that simple. On Earth, in an era where technology and cultivation coexist, a grey-faced old man looks at the hexagram in front of him: murderous, boundless vitality, and he spurts out a mouthful of hard work! What kind of devil was born to have such murderous intent? Who is this divine reincarnation that is so full of vitality? The old man never expected that the only remnant of a great civilization 1.5 Billion years ago would revive at this moment! Nosuth opened his eyes, waiting for the accumulation of energy, and thinking about his mission. He will shoulder the alliance's final mission: inheriting civilization!