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

Deep within the Blood Realm, inside a vast underground palace beneath the Taibola Volcano.


This is the place where Su Heng uses to meditate in seclusion. The surrounding air is filled with a scorching and decaying scent, and the thick walls are carved with blood-colored runes that flicker with light. In a corner, numerous consumed demonic remains are carelessly strewn, some skulls still faintly radiate a jade-like luster.


Su Heng's huge body is sitting cross-legged on the rough and darkened floor.


At this moment, he has resumed his original form, his massive body like a dark cloud overshadowing the sky, filling the entire space with an oppressive presence; black scales shimmer with crackling sparks.


Each breath makes the ground around him buzz and tremble, and even the distant magma lakes boil and bubble up in response.


Chapter 443: The Body of the Ancient God, Rapid Deterioration