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

This is the last blow that spares nothing, the Ultimate Secret Technique that only an Emperor could wield, unknown even to Ji Huaxi, as an overwhelming dark power surged forth like a tidal wave. Swathes of dark light burst from Ji Xuance's tattered body like a broken bag, obliterating everything silently upon contact. Two Descenders also let out angry roars, trying to pull away, but they were a step too late and were crushed beneath the collapsing buildings.


The violent air current, just before exploding, pushed Ji Huaxi out of the great hall.


Torrential rains poured down from the sky, the entire world bathed in a hazy curtain of rain. Ji Huaxi was drenched and shivering, her blood-soaked gown clinging tightly to her body. The Princess, this Valkyrie of the Imperial, looked especially frail amidst the boundless storm. She stared at the violently collapsing Taihe Palace, opened her mouth but could not utter a sound as her muscles spasmodically twitched.


Chapter 487: Who Gave You The Courage To Lay A Hand On My Family!_3