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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Chapter 195: My Heart is Like a Dragon, Outdated Version

The damaged streets, the blood-red sunset, the city ruins billowing with black smoke as they burn.

Looking at the torn-apart corpses in front of him and hearing the terrified screams all around, Wang Xindong's expression grew subtly more troubled.

He was clad in a simple grey cloth jacket, his robust arms exposed under the bloody sunset, complex scars scattered across the skin evident on his shoulders. A cold wind mixed with the smell of blood blew gently past, lifting his grizzled hair.

He squinted his eyes and took a step forward.

On the wide street, a few Disciples of the Demon Suppression Bureau dressed in white quickly made way as if they had seen their savior, moving to both sides of the road.

Bang!

The ground shook violently.

A burly, pitch-black demon with a mane flaring up appeared at the corner.