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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 · Oriental
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Chapter 366: The Frightened Fatty Bai

At the bottom of the Evil Dragon River, chaos reigned.

Ancient Dragon Palace relics flickered with tiny spots of phosphorescence, providing faint glimmers of light.

The huge dome revealed the grandeur of its past master. The mottled walls bore terrifying claw marks left behind by some gigantic creature. Even on the highest parts, traces of the creature's movements and friction could be seen.

This Dragon Palace of the Evil Dragon River had encountered several tribulations before.

The previous Dragon King had perished because of Zhou Dao's father.

"Sticky, sticky..."

At this moment, a babyish voice echoed throughout the vast Dragon Palace.

The plump white carp hovered in the air, its eyes shining brightly, and the golden scale at the center of its forehead was particularly eye-catching.

It followed Zhou Dao like a shadow, never straying too far away.