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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 112: A Storm Approaches, Offspring of a Demon

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

Several conflicts had erupted between the Demon Suppression Bureau, the demons, and the noble families, and the situation was becoming increasingly tense.

That evening.

As the sun set in the west, its red light bathed the land.

Inside the city of Baihua County, within the study of Li Daoxuan from the Demon Suppression Bureau.

"It's truly a pity that we couldn't detain that old man Hong Jiuxiang last time," Li Daoxuan's gaze traveled through the window, watching the glimmering waves of the river in the distance.

"Cough cough!"

As he spoke, he couldn't suppress a cough.

An abnormal flush appeared on his face as he wiped at the corner of his mouth.

Looking down.

His thin palm was stained with a patch of blood red.

Li Daoxuan's brows furrowed slightly, he sighed, and wiped the bloodstain from his hand clean.

"Are you alright?" Although this action was discreet, it was noticed by a delicate-looking young man beside him.