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

The sky was blood-red, with lightning falling like a spiderweb, and swirling dark clouds hung low, filling the space between heaven and earth with innumerable dragon-like locusts.


Gullies on the ground bulged, and as the mountains quivered, golden red magma erupted with them. The environment of the Mythical Battlefield was already extremely harsh, but the scene before them now truly heralded the arrival of Doomsday.


Although Su Heng's smile was wild, his heart was full of vigilance.


The Leviathan King Worm's body was unbelievably huge; just the five heads that penetrated into the Mythical Battlefield, along with their long necks, each one stretched thousands of kilometers.


Moreover, on the battlefield, the foggy haze obscured vision; from afar, they resembled titanic mountain ranges suspended in the heavens.


It gave off a grotesque and absurd feeling.


Chapter 455: Thousands of Stars Illuminate, Overload Form