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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 257: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes, An Impassable Chasm

No one!?

Did I hear wrong?

Or has the tension lately been so extreme that I've started to hallucinate?

Yuan Hong looked around, widened his perception, and indeed saw no one approaching. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, sensing that something was amiss, but he couldn't put his finger on it. After hesitating for a while, he could only give up and go back inside the house.

Something seemed different inside the room, his head pounding fiercely, throbbing with sharp pain.

He staggered over to the desk.

His mouth was extremely dry, as if he had swallowed coal.

Water!

Yuan Hong could no longer focus his thoughts.

All he wanted was to drink some water, then lie down on the bed and have a good rest.

He lifted his cup, which had been empty just a moment ago, but now it felt strangely heavy, filled with some thick liquid.

Yuan Hong froze on the spot, his heart sinking slowly.

He looked down.

In the bronze wine cup, there was blood, full to the brim.