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

Peace Town, this was almost the most important place in Zhou Dao's life.


He grew up here, rose to prominence here, and left there.


That year, it was the 33rd year of Great Qin Tianlu.


He took Wang Xuanzhi with him and went to Pingjiang City.


At that time, Zhou Dao was only at the Eight Changes of Refining Realm, with Blood Qi True Fire, not yet entering the Nine Changes.


After three years of time, Zhou Dao has long ceased to be the unworldly youngster he once was. He has experienced countless battles, swept through various powers, faced the Primordial Kings, confronted the Abyss Ancestor, and stepped into the True Realm...


Every single event, like a fleeting light, flowed before Zhou Dao's eyes.


He looked at the Peace Town that appeared in front of him, feeling somewhat dazed and at a loss.


How could the sacred place of Dragon Tiger Mountain, where the remains of countless ancestors are enshrined, be Peace Town?


Chapter 515: A Taoist Temple