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

This was the vision of the Tao King; he conducted the Taoist King's grand ceremony, annihilated ninety-nine percent of the Monster Clan's ancient blood from the world, extracted the ancient power of the Demon God from it, further refined and purified it, and concocted the original factors of the Abyss Ancestor. An Integrator served as the carrier, cultivating a body capable of containing the true spirit of the Abyss Ancestor.


This was a grand plan, spanning two thousand years and exhausting the strength of six generations of Tao Kings.


"Is this the trump card the Taoist Sect holds in its hand?" A figure formed from condensed incense spoke chillingly, "No wonder Dragon Tiger Mountain was destroyed; those old codgers never made a move."


"Of course, cultivating that body consumed a large portion of Dragon Tiger Mountain's fortunes and power. Even if the sect was destroyed, those old codgers couldn't spare a hand," Qin Emperor said indifferently.


Chapter 884 Uncle Gives You a Big Gift! Lord Yuan Yang_2