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I Became Invincible By Offering Up Sacrifices To My Sect's Grandmaster

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.”

Xia Junji · Eastern
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Chapter 555: Shocking All Parties! Annihilate Your Nine Clans

Mayfly Swords!?

That mysterious ancient sword intent broke through the chaos and darkness, burst out of the Concealed Court Cave, and even shattered the sky above the Capital.

On this day, the world trembled, and numerous forces caught that familiar yet terrifying aura.

"Mayfly Swords!? Has that man returned?"

On Spirit Illumination Mountain, in front of the Imperial Spirit Palace.

Powerful auras soared into the sky as the older generation of strongmen emerged from seclusion one after another, feeling the sword intent permeating heaven and earth, the fear that had once been branded into their marrow flowing backward like a tidal surge.

"Impossible... This can't be... He is dead, he's definitely dead..."

Ye Miaoxian's face paled, and her eyes became frighteningly stern.

She stepped forward as if to rush out and see clearly the sword light piercing the heavens.

A spark can start a prairie fire, magnificent and towering, illuminating the long sky,