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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."

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Chapter 189: The Dragon Guard Plan, The Main Character Arrives_3

Having braved a hundred battles, his strength was formidable, and he was known for his righteousness—a good friend of Zhao Meiying for many years.

"We're not out of danger yet, it's not time to rest." Ran Dong spoke in a low voice, as if he sensed something, his muscles tensing involuntarily. His face, full of curly whiskers, also bore an unusually solemn expression.

"You..." Zhao Meiying was momentarily stunned.

Following Ran Dong's gaze, she immediately saw under the bright, cold moonlight, a streak of blood light rising. It tinged the few thin clouds in the sky with a sinister and dangerous dark red. The powerful aura of slaughter was unmistakable; it wasn't like that of an assassin but rather like a berserker who reveled in carnage and had a nature bent on killing.

The moment she felt that aura, Zhao Meiying's face turned pale, "That person is..."

"Exactly!" Ran Dong nodded, "Blood Demon General, Galuo."