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Su Heng had traversed to a world where demons were resurrecting, and the human realm was like hell. Water ghosts, fog demons, and drought monsters... powerful demons plagued the land. Major clans used fierce spirits for medicine, residing high above the clouds, while common folk struggled desperately amidst a divine, eerie apocalypse. In these chaotic times, Su Heng awoke with the talent of a Celestial Eater. His body grew limitlessly, gaining a property point for every pound he gained in weight. The bizarre and terrifying demons who slaughtered cities and eradicated nations were, to him, the most sweet and superior ingredients. He devoured their flesh and blood, feasted on their sinews and bones, plundered their Divine Skills, and seized their destinies. From the "Pure Yang Skill" to the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique," from the "Golden Bell Guard" to the "Demon Buddha's Golden Body," even the most ordinary martial arts in Su Heng's hands could burst forth incredible power. Years later... Su Heng's demonic body was colossal, his weight immeasurable. With a hundred hearts and a thousand arms, mortals were nothing more than ants to him — all gods and buddhas of the heavens, come to battle! ... This book is also known as "Godzilla of The Low Martial World."

Sister Huang Xing is here · Eastern
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Chapter 138: Convergence of Two Realms, Catastrophe Descends

"What's going on?"

Wei Hong frowned slightly when he saw Pang Chong sit down with a flop.

"We've been discovered!" Pang Chong's face was ashen, and his fingers trembled, cold raindrops hitting his body and face.

He repeated, "We've been seen!"

"What!?" Wei Hong's eyes widened in shock.

To be discovered from several kilometers away required almost a divine intuition.

Swish!

Without any hesitation,

he turned and ran, but had only taken a few steps

when he found himself unexpectedly light, his body rising uncontrollably into the air, his vision spinning.

The tumultuous sky, the torrential curtain of rain, the gloomy forest, and the muddy ground beneath his feet flashed by…

In the gradually blurring and distorting field of view,

the last image he saw was unmistakably that of a headless corpse falling forward.

Bang!

Su Heng fell from the sky.

With his left hand holding a robe wrapped with bone ash, he stamped Wei Hong's head into a pulpy mess.