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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 219: Deadly Rhythm, Reuniting with an Old Friend_2

One could see the Purple Owl Lord looking frantic and murderous, as if he wanted to kill someone.

The White Crane Star Lord also realized he might have gone a bit too far just now. He reached out, touched his nose, and hummed, "What in the world happened? Why are you in such a sorry state? What about the Bloodvine Lord? Wasn't he moving with you?"

"What happened? You'll find out soon enough!"

The Purple Owl Lord had been engaging in a battle of wits and bravery, and was just about to escape from the clutches of Su Heng.

But he was thwarted by the slap of the White Crane Star Lord, all his previous efforts wasted. He was now truly frantic, smoke coming out from all orifices, on the brink of crying without tears.