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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 280: Coercion, Liuyun Mountain

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Two children clad in white slowly pushed the gate open.

Huang Long, the Taoist, and Mu Yi, the Real Man, entered Yanzi Tower one after the other, their steps unhurried.

They were immediately greeted by a spacious hall, well-lit, with beams of golden sunlight spilling in from the windows. Wind chimes in the shape of swallows dangled from the eaves, swaying gently with the breeze from outside, and ringing with a crisp sound.

In the middle of the hall stood a round table.

Around the table were six seats, five of which were already occupied, with only the seat belonging to Lingxiao Sect left vacant.

As Huang Long stepped into the room, multiple scrutinizing gazes also fell upon him.

Clearly late, but Huang Long showed no hint of embarrassment on his face.

He nodded slightly.

Then his gaze swept swiftly across the hall.