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

He didn't have a single hair on his head.


A tattoo of a Black Dragon spanned from the crown of his head to his chin, crossing over the giant's entire cheek.


Within the original Star Sea Federation, such a tattoo was the mark of a heavily sentenced criminal, a sign of extreme danger.


After becoming the leader of the Dark Army, Tajadon had a myriad of ways to remove this shameful tattoo from his body.


But he did not do so; during the thousands of years of warfare, those who dared to mock him were personally sent by him to Hell. Nowadays, a tattoo of a similar style has become a symbol of glory within the Dark Army. Only the mightiest, strongest, most domineering, and most inhuman warriors are worthy of wearing it as a crown on their bodies.


Tajadon's massive frame leaned forward, his blood-drenched eyes fixed on Indra's face.


After seeing an almost imperceptible trace of fear on the face of this God's Son, Tajadon's smile grew even more wanton.


Chapter 506: The Call Across the Storm; Slaughter Approaches_2