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 scene of bloodshed was like a volcanic eruption, assaulting people's nerves.


One after another incredible gaze landed on Zhou Dao, then swept over the flesh and blood scattered across the ground, their shock beyond measure.


Just moments ago, they had been questioning Zhou Dao's strength, cursing the deception in the "Demon Hunt Ceremony."


After all, this kid who popped out of nowhere had merely flicked his fingers, clapped his hands, spit some saliva... and through such unthinkable means, he had attained twelve consecutive victories, even breaking the Black Prison record and effortlessly earning the spoils of twelve Great Demons.


If they were to believe that there was no trickery involved, they would truly be fools.


This was clearly a powerless person wanting to make a name for themselves.


However, the reversal came too suddenly.


The pride of the Red Flame Rakshasa gave everyone hope. Surely, the slaughtering prowess of this Great Demon would expose this fraud's facade.


Chapter 567: The Yuan King Has Arrived! Three Choices