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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 88: Stealing the Heavens and Changing the Days, Perfection of the Five Elements

North of Baihua County, on Canglong Mountain.

A slender figure sped wildly through the mountain forest like a flash of lightning.

Each of her leaps could cover a distance of thirty to forty meters; within the dense woods, she was like a gust of wind whistling past.

In the mountain forest.

Even the swiftest animals and insects could not keep up with her pace.

A squirrel, nibbling on a red-skinned fruit, had just felt a gust of wind sweep over its head. By the time it looked up, the alert creature saw that the person had completely vanished.

"Huff..."

Ye Tong gasped heavily, her forehead slightly sweaty.

As she dashed through the forest, she frequently looked back over her shoulder.

The tension behind her, sharp as swords, relentlessly followed, leaving her struggling to catch her breath.

Swoosh!

She stumbled momentarily, stepping on a large tree branch.

Although she did not fall from mid-air, her posture was unavoidably compromised, and her speed slowed down.