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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 212: Sweeping Through Everything, Reuniting with an Old Friend

Zhao Yingning's voice was somewhat shaky when she first started telling the story, but as she continued, it gradually became much smoother. After finishing the story completely, Zhao Yingning's forehead rested against the floor, and she did not speak again, silently waiting for the outcome.

Su Heng's eyes narrowed.

His strong, powerful fingers gently tapped the armrest of the bronze throne, creating a rhythmic sound.

After a while, the sound disappeared. In the silence, Su Heng spoke, "A decent story, albeit a bit clichéd, but it has collected a lot of useful information for me."

"Tell me, what is the purpose of your long journey to find me?"

"Huh..." Zhao Yingning let out a long sigh.

Su Heng's deep, resonant voice was like music from heaven; her tense muscles relaxed at once, softening like flowing water. Sweat seeped from Zhao Yingning's forehead, running down her skin, her eyes a bit hazy, but she did not reach up to wipe it away.