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

Now, the Black Coffin manifested, and the shadowy figure was sucked into the Black Coffin like a Shocking Dragon drawing water.


"Pulling out the rug from under the feet! Is this going to drain all the Power of the Abyss Ancestor from this place?" Zhou Dao was astounded.


Originally, he had simply wanted to add one more lock.


That way, even if Wang Tong were to control the Demon God Catastrophe in the future, he would not be able to take away the Power of the Abyss Ancestor under restraint.


But now, the method left by Zhou Xuan was even more domineering; he directly absorbed all the Power of the Abyss Ancestor that had been cultivated for two thousand years and accumulated for two thousand years.


If Wang Tong knew about this, he would probably cough up blood.


"Damn, how did he manage to do that?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but admire.


His deadbeat dad had been gone for over twenty years, but the many means he left behind had a profound impact.


Chapter 618: Zhou Xuan the Heaven Mysterious God! Black Coffin Swallows the Abyss_2