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

"How feeble these living creatures are... yet they dare to challenge the majesty of heaven."


Wang Tong murmured, having completed the ancient rites recorded atop the Mysterious Altar after experiencing two thousand years, six reincarnations, and achieving the Tao Fruits... He had finally evolved to a life level akin to that of the Abyss Ancestor.


It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Tong's body was now fully capable of containing the power of the Abyss Ancestor.


Suddenly, a golden aura emerged around Wang Tong, encircling him like the Long River, stirring the mechanisms of destiny, and threatening to isolate the Void where he stood.


In an instant, a loud explosion occurred, and the golden aura shattered violently.


Wang Tong stood unwavering, while the body of the Qi Pillar in the distance suddenly burst apart, leaving only a head bobbing in the surging blood mist.


Chapter 890: Six Cycles of Tao Fruits! Zhou Dao is born_3