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

"Integrator," this answer had completely taken Zhou Dao by surprise.


His father, who had stolen the Qin Clan's bloodline and cultivated the Sunset Skill, turned out to be an Integrator, perfectly merging the Power of the Abyss Ancestor.


In Zhou Dao's mind, the image of the black coffin that entombed Zhou Xuan's corpse instinctively surfaced.


Many clues had once strung together like jade beads, forming a single line.


At Dragon Tiger Mountain, he grasped the Demon God's Power, and at East King Mountain, he suppressed the reincarnation body of the Abyss Ancestor... The black coffin appeared in both places, absorbing power.


That man had been dead for over twenty years, yet like a ghost, his influence still lingered in the worldly troubles, propelling the operation of various causes.


"It really is unexpected," Zhou Dao thought to himself.


Chapter 884: Uncle Will Give You a Big Gift, Lord Yuan Yang!