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One more catty, one more attribute point

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 185: Spreading Wings into the Azure Sky, Etching My Name in the Realm of Immortality

This strike was terrifying in its power.

It was enough to instantly vaporize the Great Black Magic King, who specialized in strengthening his body, let alone Xu Hanlin, whose strength in all aspects was far inferior. However, what surprised Su Heng was that, as the firelight dispersed and the empty clouds broke, Xu Hanlin's body was still suspended in mid-air.

Although his body was charred, his hair and clothes all gone, his skin cracked and flesh burst open, exposing the crimson blood and continuously writhing organs beneath.

Yet, he was still alive, and his wounds were stubbornly healing, with new flesh constantly knitting together over the injuries.

"So that's how it is..."

Su Heng stared intently for a while, realization dawning on him.