Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

Xiao Bai asked curiously, "What is a mutated supernatural power!?"

“If one possesses the bloodline of the gods, then one can somewhat resist attacks from divine powers.” Mu Tou said with a solemn expression, “But once the divine power mutates, then it can ignore the bloodline of the gods. In other words, if one possesses a mutated divine power, it will be the same whether the opponent is an ordinary person or a god; one will be unable to resist it at all.”

Xiao Bai was shocked. "Doesn't that mean that even if Wang Hao awakens the bloodline of the Tianming God Clan, he still won't be able to resist the Cycle of Reincarnation Hell?!"

Mu Tou nodded and sighed, "Unless Wang Hao's strength breaks through to the Martial Saint level, he simply cannot withstand Chu Tianxuan's Golden Reincarnation."

Xiao Bai rushed toward Wang Hao in a hurry, shouting, "Wang Hao, stop right now! That guy's supernatural power has mutated!"

"Mutation!?" Wang Hao was stunned. What did this mutation of supernatural power mean?!

"You only realize this now? Don't you think it's too late?! You might as well go to hell!" Chu Tianxuan formed a strange hand seal, pointed it at Wang Hao, and coldly shouted, "Golden Reincarnation, Hell Begins!!"

The next second, the world froze instantly, and a golden light shot from Chu Tianxuan's hand straight to Wang Hao on the other side of the Sea of ​​Thunder.

Wang Hao's body trembled, and everything before his eyes changed.

The little white creature that was running towards him disappeared, replaced by a ghost-faced demon.

The churning sea of ​​Thor in front of him transformed into a massive lava field, with scalding bubbles constantly bubbling around.

The sky also turned gloomy, making people feel extremely heavy.

Wang Hao frowned and muttered to himself, "This is an illusion?!"

The next second, Wang Hao's feet sank and he fell into the lava.

"ah!!"

Wang Hao let out a miserable cry, trying to go up, but found that his cultivation had vanished instantly.

The grotesque demon on the shore grinned maliciously, wielding a trident, and kept stabbing at him, dragging him into the lava.

The scalding lava not only baked his body but also tore at his soul, making him feel as if his head was about to explode.

At the same time, he could hear sobbing and hear stories being told to him.

He recounted his tragic life story.

This caused Wang Hao not only to have a splitting headache, but also a feeling of irritability and restlessness.

"roar……"

Wang Hao covered his head and roared, "Shut up, all of you!"

"Waaah..."

However, the weeping grew even louder, and the tone of their voices as they recounted their tragic pasts became even more desolate.

At the same time, these cries had a strange allure, drawing him unconsciously into those stories.

"Waaaa, my daughter is dead... She died so tragically!"

"Waaah, I've never had parents since I was little, and my arms and legs were broken. I'm so pitiful!"

"Waaah, I had a happy family, but then I met a corrupt official. My family is gone, my wife and children are separated. How tragic!"

“…”

"Whoosh..."

Wang Hao was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

The physical pain made his mental and physical will extremely weak.

Coupled with the incredibly seductive crying sounds, he was constantly drawn into the story, experiencing different lives.

So what about broken families, cursed zodiac signs, good people never getting rewarded, and scoundrels getting struck by lightning...?

These tragic experiences are constantly stimulating his nerves and are eroding his will to live.

It made him feel that living was truly meaningless, that living was just a form of suffering, and that there was absolutely no hope in living.

At the same time, another voice kept telling him, "Sleep! Sleep! Since life is so painful, then never wake up. If this world has abandoned you, then you don't need to live in this world. You can find paradise by sleeping."

"Bullshit! I haven't finished wreaking havoc on this world yet, how can I leave?!"

Wang Hao roared, activating his innate skill as the "Little Prince of Trouble," shameless and unyielding, while remaining true to himself.

The next second, the crying in my ear lost its allure.

My head stopped hurting instantly, and although the burns on my body were painful, they weren't unbearable.

However, the surrounding scene remained unchanged; he was still soaking in the lava, and the demon continued to stab him with its trident.

Wang Hao frowned, enduring the pain, "Is this really hell? How can I get back?!"

Just then, Xiaobai's crying voice rang in my mind, "Wang Hao, what's wrong with you, you big troublemaker? Wake up!"

"This is... telepathy!" Wang Hao's eyes lit up. He closed his eyes, ignoring the ghostly demons, and used his senses to hear the call from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, in front of the Thor's Legacy Palace.

Wang Hao lay motionless on the ground, while Xiao Bai cried and shook him.

Meanwhile, Xiaobai was holding a kitchen knife, ready to chop Wang Hao up and bring him back to life.

But every time the knife falls, it stops. What if I get killed by it?

Wood walked over, sighed, and said, "In the end, he still fell into the cycle of hell. Wang Hao's soul has fallen into hell and can never come back."

Xiao Bai asked urgently, "Is there really no way to save Wang Hao?!"

Wood shook his head. "As far as I know, no one has ever come back from hell, unless they are emotionless zombies who can ignore the cruelty of hell."

Just then, Wang Hao's nonchalant voice rang out, "Hey, you big blockhead, who are you calling emotionless?!"

Wooden's pupils dilated suddenly, and he looked down at Wang Hao in shock. This guy didn't seem like the kind of person who was heartless and ruthless, so how did he come back from hell?! Could it be that Chu Tianxuan's Golden Reincarnation technique wasn't mastered enough?!

"Wang Hao, I knew you wouldn't die, you little devil..." Xiao Bai wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, jumped onto Wang Hao's shoulder, and rubbed her little head against Wang Hao's face.

Wang Hao rubbed Xiaobai's head and handed it to Xiaobai.

If Xiaobai hadn't used telepathy to call out to him, he might really have been trapped in that so-called hell.

Wood looked Wang Hao up and down and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you go just now?!"

Wang Hao couldn't help but shudder. "I don't know where I went. I only know that it's terrifying there. If you're not mentally strong, you might be seduced and become a walking corpse who is hopeless about everything. Even if you are mentally strong, if you can't find your way back, you will eventually get lost there."

"Then how did you get back?!" Wood asked curiously.

He really couldn't understand how this little guy had broken the golden cycle of reincarnation.

"Guess!" Wang Hao smiled slightly.

Wood's face turned completely dark. He realized that Wang Hao was truly wicked, and in an unpleasant way.

Wang Hao turned to look at Chu Tianxuan on the other side of the Sea of ​​Thunder, his expression instantly turning cold...