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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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350 Chs

Chapter 170: Buddhist Secret Techniques, Heavenly Eye and Heavenly Ear

Su Heng and Li Lingxiu had arranged to meet in Liuzhou, Fen County.

The reason it was called Fen County was because of its proximity to the largest tributary of the long Guanjiang River, the Fen River.

The water level of the Fen River was rather shallow, and now, as summer was giving way to early autumn, the climate around Fen County was unusually hot and humid. At this time, amid a rather vast mangrove forest, large swarms of mosquitoes and flies buzzed incessantly under the leaves, creating an irritating noise.

Gurgle gurgle!

Bubbles rose to the surface in the black swamp.

A giant grey crocodile slowly emerged its head, waiting for its prey to arrive.

Slap!

A foot clad in cloth shoes and bound with black leggings landed on the top of the crocodile's head.

The crocodile seemed completely unaware, not even causing a ripple on the black water below its body—it perceived the sensation as though a dry leaf had fallen on its head, no different.