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!
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This book is also known as "Godzilla of The Low Martial World."

One more catty, one more attribute point

Under normal circumstances, such methods would be perfectly fine.


But this time, he was destined to miscalculate, for he was facing Su Heng.


Above the heavens, Su Heng laughed wildly, as if there was blood-fire burning within his eyes, veins popping around him, with a terrifyingly ghastly face like that of a ravenous beast.


"You see a dragon and you don't bow; who gave you the gall to face execution!"


He began by thrusting both arms out, then fiercely striking his chest.


A humming sound, like that of a great bell or drum, rippled through the sky like waves.


In the dust-muted world, storms raged, yet in that instant, there seemed to be a moment of silence. Su Heng inhaled sharply, drawing in streams of air that twisted into white ribbons visible to the naked eye, whistling sharply as he swallowed them into his body.


His physical form then swelled, black iron scales on his body fluttering open, while within flowed unbridled golden flames.


Chapter 395: Refuse to Bow to the Dragon, Shall be Executed!