Universe’s Ultimate BOSS
Chapter Summary
"Haha, now we can finally forge the ultimate artifact of our Three Divine Mountains!" The Supreme Saint laughed loudly, then quickly collected Qiongqi's soul, deciding to integrate it into the Three Divine Mountains upon returning. Why doesn't he just send down a bolt of lightning to strike this scourge dead?!" "The creator gods are all scoundrels; they might even be waiting to have a drink with Wang Hao." "Damn it, from today onwards I'm determined to be a scumbag, a scumbag who can reach Wang ...
Before the road to heaven.
The Supreme Saint rushed to Qiongqi's side, then made a hand seal and pointed it forcefully at Qiongqi.
"Woof..."
Qiongqi let out a pitiful howl in pain, and then a beam of white light was drawn out of the body by the Supreme Saint.
"Haha, now we can finally forge the ultimate artifact of our Three Divine Mountains!"
The Supreme Saint laughed loudly, then quickly collected Qiongqi's soul, deciding to integrate it into the Three Divine Mountains upon returning.
"Very good!"
Bei Xuan looked excited and quickly gave Wang Hao a grateful look.
If it weren't for this junior master's intervention to destroy Qiongqi, he really wouldn't know how long he would have had to wait to use the Three Divine Mountains, this super artifact.
Of course, neither Bei Xuan nor the Supreme Saint knew that this divine artifact had long been registered under Wang Hao's name.
"Boom..."
Just then, a series of thunderous roars resounded through the void.
The Supreme Saint raised an eyebrow, and countless bolts of lightning struck down, forming a vast ocean of lightning that turned all those who wanted to ascend the Path to Heaven without buying a ticket into ashes.
Upon seeing this, the entire audience erupted in cheers.
"Damn Wang Hao, the Great Demon King! He actually wants to monopolize the Path to Heaven!"
"How could this heavenly tribulation obey the orders of the Great Demon King Wang Hao!?"
"Since his debut, the Great Demon King Wang Hao has never been understood. It's not surprising that he can control the Heavenly Tribulation now."
"Let's put this aside for now. The important thing is to figure out how to get through this and then ascend the Path to Heaven."
"But this heavenly tribulation covers too vast an area; we simply cannot get through it!"
"Damn it, do we really have to pay for tickets?!"
"That damned Wang Hao, how could he be so evil?! He can cause trouble wherever he goes."
"It's one thing to cause trouble, but he also manages to make a fortune every time he does something wrong."
"Is the creator god blind?! Why doesn't he just send down a bolt of lightning to strike this scourge dead?!"
"The creator gods are all scoundrels; they might even be waiting to have a drink with Wang Hao."
"Damn it, from today onwards I'm determined to be a scumbag, a scumbag who can reach Wang Hao's level..."
"Look, the saints have broken in..."
“…”
Everyone looked up and saw that more than a hundred saints seemed to be doing nothing, constantly moving through the dense sea of lightning, and gradually approaching the Path to Heaven.
The Supreme Saint frowned and said, "Although the Heavenly Tribulation is powerful, for a Saint, as long as they really want to dodge, it won't strike them."
Saint Yaoye said with a solemn expression, "If more than a hundred saints come together, even if you and I join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop them all."
The Supreme Saint sighed and said, "We'll stop as many as we can; as for the rest, well, that's just their bad luck!"
"Bad luck!?"
The Night Demon Saint looked puzzled, not understanding what the Heavenly Saint was saying. If anything was going to happen, it seemed like they would be the ones to suffer!
The Supreme Saint smiled and said, "I learned from my conversation with my junior master last time that..."
He obtained a divine skill for cultivating the physical body from the God of Slaughter's Treasure, but it required the blood of a saint to cultivate, and now his young master's physical body was only one step away from becoming a saint.
"I suddenly feel sorry for them!"
The Night Saint gave the approaching Saints a sympathetic look, hoping they wouldn't be too desperate later.
………
The road to heaven.
Wang Hao landed steadily on the first step.
In an instant, a powerful pressure descended, slowing down the circulation of his internal energy.
"Holy crap, this suppression is way too intense!?"
Wang Hao stumbled, almost falling to the ground under the oppressive force.
"Ding dong, congratulations host for launching a war and gaining 4 million God and Demon Points."
"Only 4 million!?"
Wang Hao glanced back and realized that the total number of troops deployed by both sides was less than ten million, a far cry from the massive war involving hundreds of billions of people a century ago.
"call out……"
Just then, a series of rapid whooshing sounds rang out.
Wang Hao was slightly taken aback, only to see more than a dozen saints landing steadily on the Path to Heaven.
The Supreme Saint cried out urgently, "Little Master, there are too many Saints here. Saint Yaoye and I can't stop them at all. You can deal with those few yourself."
"No problem, it's time for my physical body to break through!"
Wang Hao's lips curled slightly as he concentrated all his inner energy into the Dominator's Sword, causing the surrounding area of several hundred meters to be enveloped by the surging sword energy.
The expressions of the dozen or so saints changed drastically, and they hurriedly drew their weapons to prepare for battle.
A sage said with a solemn expression, "Wang Hao, the God of Slaughter is about to ascend to the Heavenly Path. It is very unwise for you to waste time with us here."
Wang Hao smiled and said, "You guys are too funny. I don't think wasting three seconds can delay anything important."
Three seconds!?
The dozen or so saints were furious on the spot. This junior who had only cultivated for a little over a hundred years actually said that they couldn't last three seconds in front of them. This was unacceptable to the uncles and aunts!
"Looks like you don't believe me!"
Wang Hao smiled slightly, then his eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light. His figure moved forward with lightning speed, and the slightly raised sword of the Sovereign suddenly pierced through the void.
At the same time, the sword intent on the Sword of Domination filled the void like a tide, and dazzling sword lights swept across the sky and earth like stars falling to earth.
"How could this be!"
The pupils of the dozen or so saints suddenly contracted, and a chill instantly surged from the soles of their feet to their hearts. They realized that they had underestimated this great demon king, Wang Hao.
Without the slightest hesitation, the dozen or so saints quickly gripped their weapons and charged forward.
"Clang..."
The next second, the two sides' dazzling swords clashed violently, causing the void to tremble as if it were being torn apart, with visible ripples spreading outwards.
One of the saints was overjoyed, discovering that the Great Demon King Wang Hao was not as terrifying as he had imagined.
You seem pretty smug!
Wang Hao curled his lips slightly, and with a slight turn of the sword in his hand, he pierced the heart of a saint at an extremely tricky angle.
The other saints were instantly dumbfounded. They saw Wang Hao's momentum was unstoppable, and the sword light in his hand kept flashing.
"ah……"
The next second, a series of miserable screams rang out, and one after another, the saints fell into pools of blood.
Three seconds later.
Wang Hao stopped, his sword of dominance drooping slightly, a drop of blood slowly dripping from it onto the white jade steps.
The entire audience was stunned. These dozen or so Saints were actually killed by Wang Hao in just a few seconds. This was simply too exaggerated!
"Three seconds is just right!"
A smile crept across Wang Hao's lips. He then looked up at the God of Slaughter, preparing to absorb the blood and achieve physical sainthood before charging forward and taking him down in one fell swoop...