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

Having his shortcomings exposed to his face, the Corpse King was naturally furious, his expression that had gradually returned to calm suddenly distorted into ferocity.


But it seemed that the cultivation of this black bear in front of him was also extremely profound.


Seeing the Corpse King enraged, the black bear did not take it to heart and, on the contrary, burst into loud laughter.


The laughter was terrifyingly chilling; it was clear to see waves of sound, tangible as black tides, rippling outwards in circles.


The surrounding grey mists were shattered by the tremors, the starlight twisted, creating an illusion as if multitudes of stars were falling. Within this barren land, the gigantic tombs also shivered, all cracking open, with strands of dark green, decaying corpse miasma rising up.


His body instantly transformed into a black whirlwind, and when he reformed, he was already standing atop a tomb as large as a small hill.


Chapter 396: The Sky Is About to Fall, Unable to Shoulder the Heavy Responsibility!