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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."

Sister Huang Xing is here · 玄幻
分數不夠
350 Chs

Chapter 192: Bizarre Dreamscape, Entering the Dragon's Den

Jiangbei Continent, Red Jin Prefecture.

Moonlight like water.

Inside the central giant tent of the Skeleton Monks' Camp.

The corpulent figure that was Future Buddha Jialan lay on his bed, his chest rising and falling, snoring. His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes, nearly buried in his fat, opened with dilated pupils, his expression somewhat vacant.

With open eyes, he looked up at the ceiling.

Jialan felt as if his body was unbearably heavy, as though he were sleeping at the bottom of the sea.

His breathing was labored, as if he couldn't catch his breath.

Was it because he had been too tired recently, or was there some other reason?

His head was empty, a multitude of scattered thoughts flashing by. Jialan couldn't delve into deep thought, just lay there stupefied on the bed. After resting for a while, he propped himself up by his arms on the edge of the bed and slowly climbed off the large couch.