Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

"Well……"

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly, and they let out a series of quacking sounds, as if a large hand had grabbed their necks.

They simply couldn't believe they had just heard the words "correct answer."

"Pooh……"

The women in the audience blushed and spat, realizing that this creator god was actually a shameless scoundrel.

Wang Hao laughed smugly, "Haha, did you see that? This genius is indeed the number one genius in the multiverse, a legend that doesn't belong to the human world. Come and worship me!"

Zhao Yiling, Little Fox, and Binglu twitched their eyes. They simply couldn't imagine that the high and mighty Creator God would ask such a vulgar question.

What surprised them even more was that Wang Hao answered the question with ease.

This really proves the old saying: every scoundrel has their own scoundrel to keep them company, and two scoundrels make a perfect pair!

"Damn it, how could I not have thought of that!?"

The God of Slaughter looked annoyed. The despicable reputation of this Creator God was known to everyone in the Pure Land of Bliss, so why hadn't he thought of that?

Of course, no one would have imagined that the high and mighty creator god would be such a despicable person!

Just then, that supreme voice rang out, "Correct answer, you have been awarded a halo reward!"

"Whoosh..."

The next second, a series of rapid whooshing sounds echoed through the void.

Everyone immediately turned to look around, and saw many points of starlight flying in from all directions of the multiverse, forming a golden halo around Wang Hao's waist like fireflies.

Wang Hao asked curiously, "What's the use of having this halo around you!?"

The supreme voice replied, "With this halo, the pressure will be greatly reduced when climbing the Path to Heaven. Moreover, the halo can be stacked. Now let's move on to the next question."

The moment the words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

"Holy crap, there's even a reward for answering the questions!"

"This creator god is truly unfathomable."

I have absolutely no idea what he's thinking.

"There's another question, which means there's more than one halo."

"Haven't you heard that these halos can be stacked? That means there's more than one halo."

"If I obtain all the halos, wouldn't that mean I can easily climb the Path to Heaven?!"

"Don't be too happy yet. Judging from the answer to the previous question, the next question will definitely be difficult."

"Nonsense, who would have thought that the supreme creator god would come up with such a vulgar answer?"

"Perhaps the creator god wasn't that vulgar; he just thought it sounded offensive."

"That makes sense. After all, we can't judge the creator god as a scoundrel just because of one question."

"I feel that if the Creator God is really a scoundrel, then only Wang Hao can answer all his questions."

"I feel that Young Master Ruan Xiaoqi also has a chance, but it's hard to say if he encounters the Great Demon King Wang Hao."

"Stop talking, the question is out!"

“…”

Everyone looked up and saw that the words on the golden stone tablet had changed. It read, "Viewed from the side, it's a ridge; viewed from the front, it's a peak. Please write the next line yourself. The theme is: Infatuation!"

Everyone was slightly taken aback. Wasn't this the poem from the first question?

The God of Slaughter quickly replied, "Viewed from the side, it's a ridge; viewed from the front, it's a peak; its appearance varies depending on distance and elevation!"

A supreme voice rang out, "Wrong answer, penalty mode activated!"

"Boom..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a thunderous roar echoed through the void.

"ah……"

At the same time, a bloodcurdling scream, like that of a killing god slaughtering a pig, echoed through the void.

Everyone in the audience shuddered as the God of Slaughter was struck by a bolt of black lightning. His entire body was instantly charred black, and a wisp of black smoke rose from his body. They could even smell the aroma of meat.

Ruan Xiaoqi exclaimed in horror, "Damn it, there's even a penalty for answering the second question wrong!"

The God of Slaughter roared, "Why is it okay to answer the first question randomly, but I'm punished for answering the second question wrong?!"

Wang Hao chuckled and said, "Because you're ugly! Do you really think the Creator God is an idiot, giving you an easy question?! I advise you, since you're ugly, to go home and read more books, instead of coming out here to scare people."

"you……"

The God of Slaughter was filled with rage, and a terrifying killing intent instantly swept across the entire area, surrounded by an extremely cold aura.

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Was the God of Slaughter about to start a war with Wang Hao?!

Zhemu quickly advised, "Lord God of Slaughter, Wang Hao's side has a large and powerful force. It would be unwise for us to fight them head-on. Let's wait until the Path to Heaven opens before making any decisions!"

"Whoosh..."

The God of Slaughter took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his anger.

He understood the current situation; if he went to war with Wang Hao, he would definitely miss the path to heaven.

Because his physical body simply couldn't hold on, all his years of hard work would be in vain.

So now the situation is beyond my control, I can only suppress my anger and wait for the Path to Heaven to open before settling accounts with Wang Hao.

Kexin frowned slightly and said, "Look, everyone, this says to write the next line ourselves. That means we have to write the next line ourselves. And there's a theme requirement after this question: infatuation. But what exactly is this infatuation?! Is it infatuation with the mountains, or infatuation with the women's bathhouse?!"

All the scholars in the room wore bitter expressions, feeling that the thoughts of the creator god were simply too difficult to fathom.

Moreover, there are now penalties for incorrect answers, which makes them hesitant to try it.

Kexin turned to Wang Hao and asked, "Wang Hao, what do you think should be the next line of poetry?"

All eyes in the room fell on Wang Hao, after all, he was the only genius who could answer the creator god's questions, no, he was a lecherous genius.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Wang Hao turned to look at the God of Slaughter, then began to sing, swaying his head, "Ugly monster, ai ai ya... Ugly monster, ai ai ya..."

Xiao Bai's eyes lit up, and it immediately turned its hairy butt towards the God of Death. Then, while wiggling its butt, it sang along with Wang Hao, "You're an ugly monster, ai ai ya..."

Everyone present was speechless, realizing that this Wang Hao, the Great Demon King, was even more despicable than rumored.

This is a determination to not rest until the god of death is driven to his death by anger!

Zhao Yiling, Little Fox, Binglu, and Bei Lele couldn't help but rub their temples, feeling that Little White was completely beyond saving. No matter how many teachers they invited to teach it, they couldn't bring it back to the right path.

The murderous aura made Wang Hao's shoulders tremble. If looks could kill, Wang Hao would have died tens of millions of times over.

Just then, the supreme voice rang out again, "The countdown for the second question has begun, with five minutes remaining!"

"Countdown!"

Everyone in the room was stunned. The difference between the second question and the first question was too great! Not only was there a punishment, but there was also a time limit.

Ruan Xiaoqi thought for a moment, then said weakly, "Looking at it from the side, it's a mountain range; looking at it from the front, it's a peak. Two landmines are hidden in its chest. I'm obsessed with big-breasted ladies..."