Xia Junji 

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled.
His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it.
A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!”
On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster.
He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining.
He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet.
He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun.
…
For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them.
Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.” 

I Became Invincible By Offering Up Sacrifices To My Sect's Grandmaster

Outside Pingjiang City, two experts of the Sacrificial Ghost Sect died by Zhou Dao's hand, collapsing stiffly in the wilderness.


Especially Chi Yabai, who himself had a True Fire Eighth Layer cultivation, with a very high status; even Yuan Shaoqing would have to call him Uncle Master when meeting him.


Unfortunately, in front of Zhou Dao, he was nothing more than a corpse.


Zhou Dao didn't even look at them, he walked to Husky, stooping over to check his injuries.


The gruesome wound was emitting a cold black gas, and Husky's eyes were hazy, as if he had not yet struggled free from the [Lust Robbery].


"Break the barrier!" Zhou Dao shouted softly, chanting the ''Minor Thunder Origin Sutra'', causing his divine soul to shake, like a great star hanging from the sky, illuminating the heavens.


Husky let out a low, mournful whimper, and his eyes cleared up a bit.


"Damn it all..." Husky gnashed his teeth and instinctively cursed.


Chapter 223: Is this little brat still alive?