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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."

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

Chapter 83: Invincible, Kicked an Iron Board

"Ah... When Tower Master had just assumed his position, I was on a mission outside and failed to come and pay my respects at once, for which I sincerely apologize. Please forgive me, Tower Master."

Ma Youcai raised the wine cup in his hand and bowed deeply to Su Heng.

Then, he lifted his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"No worries, I have heard about you from Elder Li, saying that you handle affairs reliably and are adept at resolving hidden dangers before they arise," Su Heng said with a smile. "I don't care much for formalities; doing your duties well is already admirable."

Having said this, he lifted the huge bronze wine vessel in his hand and gave a distant toast to Ma Youcai.

"You are right, sir," Ma Youcai chuckled obsequiously.

He lowered his head and stealthily wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.