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

Can anyone in the world achieve eternal life?


At that time, the Great Qin Emperor once asked this question, and no one in the entire imperial court could answer.


Later, with a flick of his whip, the Emperor mobilized eight thousand armored soldiers, and the poor Fairy Mountain was reduced to scorched earth. The Longevity Sect, which had a heritage of thousands of years, was annihilated overnight and lost its former glory.


Thus, the immense figure who pursued the path of immortality and gazed upon immortals fell.


Zhou Dao murmured softly, guessing where he had come.


In the past, this place was where the Longevity Sect's lineage originated.


"Even the strongest sect could not resist the ravages of time," Zhou Dao sighed as he looked at the desolate mountain.


The forest had no birds, and the wild animals dared not hide. On the desolate mountain stood an ancient tree, accompanied only by a soul.


Chapter 242: The Sunset Shall Eventually Leap Across the Sky