Sister Huang Xing is here

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."

One more catty, one more attribute point

But the moment he saw Su Heng, the raging fury in his chest nearly suppressed all the prickly pain in his body.


He had been tirelessly honing himself, organizing his armaments, enhancing his own power.


He laid out every possible scenario and made preparations to counter them.


But Su Heng demonstrated a completely different attitude.


The adversary he regarded as his fated nemesis did not even consider him worthy of attention.


Salos held back his rage, pointed his long spear, and spoke with a fierce voice, "I've long heard of the Demon Dragon's renown. Why not descend and face me in battle?"


Su Heng's gaze finally rested on him, but the response he received only fueled Salos's anger, "You are too weak, not even qualified to be my enemy."


Chapter 386: Sweeping Through