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

His flesh disintegrated into myriad particles, divine symbols sealed, incarcerating the Void... The formidable Disaster Demon Lord was sealed just like that!?


Lv Xianyang watched in astonishment as everything unfolded before him, scarcely able to believe his own eyes.


That was one of the Six Great Demon Lords of the Demon Suppression Bureau, a Master of the Middle Heavenly Position, towering at the summit of cultivation, a formidable figure who had fought his way through the torrents of the era, and yet, he had just met his downfall at the hands of Zhou Dao.


Such overwhelming measures had completely overturned Lv Xianyang's understanding.


"Primordial King... This is the Primordial King now," Lv Xianyang's face trembled slightly as he couldn't help but exclaim.


He knew that Zhou Dao had come a long way, yet he had still underestimated the journey he had taken. The extent Zhou Dao had reached was truly shocking.


Chapter 880: The Fallen Forerunner! Turning Heaven and Earth into an Altar of Sacrifice