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

At dusk, the full moon rises in the east.


The lights of ten thousand homes gradually lit up. After the bloody chaos, the tranquility of Peace Town quietly returned.


On the empty street, Zhou Dao walked from a distance.


Old Yuan had already been settled by him, and later Wang Xiaoyi would send someone to escort him out of Peace Town.


From then on, there would be no more Old Yuan in the world, and no one would come to cause trouble.


However, before that, he still had a lot to do.


At the moment, the Demon Control Department Main Hall was dimly lit. After some cleanup, the wreckage and bloodstains had been cleared away, but one could still faintly smell the scent of blood.


Long Ao looked at the door and finally showed impatience.


If it wasn't for Zhou Dao's awe-inspiring power, he would have left long ago to return to Pingjiang City, rather than let two insignificant Capital Guards watch over him.


Chapter 289: Killing Intent! The Terrifying Zhou Dao