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

The ancient inscriptions were mottled and vicissitudinous, with every gouging crack testifying to its passage through time.


Even with just a corner left, Zhou Dao was still greatly moved.


That feeling was like a long-lost reunion, as time changed and it still remained, never being completely erased.


Zhou Dao looked at the only remaining word "日" on the ancient stele and murmured softly with his eyes slightly condensed.


Sunset Sect may have once left unimaginable footprints in this world, but as time went by, these footprints have long been erased by people.


However, there were still scattered clues left, proving that it had once existed.


Zhou Dao stood up, walked to the ancient stele, and raised his hand to touch the "日" character.


Right at the moment of touching the ancient stele, Zhou Dao's body trembled slightly, as if being electrocuted, and a current came from the inscription.


Chapter 374: Ancestral Founder