Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

Starfield.

Tianyang Galaxy.

A galaxy of advanced races.

Wang Hao, along with his two underlings, Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, arrived on a planet.

Qian Wanyang shrunk to the size of a normal person, and Chen Yao also put away his six wings. They weren't afraid of attracting attention, but rather of overshadowing their boss, Wang Hao.

The three of them walked down the street and saw aliens everywhere. Their structure was similar to that of humans, but their skin and other features might not meet human aesthetic standards.

Chen Yao couldn't help but ask, "How can there be so many aliens in the Tianyang Galaxy, which is just an advanced race?!"

Qian Wanyang frowned and said, "Among these aliens, there are not only advanced races, but also many super-advanced races. It's really baffling that they've all gathered in the Tianyang Star System."

Wang Hao said calmly, "During the year I was in seclusion, the Immortal Palace and the four great divine races were locked in a fierce battle. To avoid unnecessary casualties, the higher-ups of both sides decided to hold three duels: one between experts at the Divine Realm, one between experts at the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the last between experts at the Martial God Realm. The location was set in the Tianyang Star System."

"A duel!?" Qian Wanyang asked curiously, "What does this duel determine!? And what does the winner get!?"

Wang Hao said softly, "Both sides have decided that if the Heavenly Immortal Palace wins, the four great divine races will leave the Divine Path Space unconditionally. However, if the four great divine races win, the Heavenly Immortal Palace must withdraw its troops unconditionally and compensate the four great divine races for their losses."

The two underlings nodded to indicate they understood, but they still couldn't figure out what this had to do with Wang Hao's talk of clear thinking and enlightenment!

At this moment, all the pedestrians on the street were looking at a very attractive middle-aged man with excited expressions.

"Look at Chu Feng, the young patriarch of the Heavenly Saint Clan!"

"I heard that Chu Feng is one of the representatives of the four great divine clans and is participating in the duel of the Martial God."

"Then his opponent is doomed, isn't he? This Chu Feng possesses the bloodline inheritance of both the Heavenly Saint and Heavenly Demon races."

"The representative of the Celestial Palace is named Wang Tianyi, isn't he?!"

"It's Wang Tianyi. I heard he comes from the Milky Way Galaxy."

"That inferior human race!? Are you sure you're not joking!?"

That's right.

I've heard that Chu Feng and Wang Tianyi have a personal grudge.

"What personal grudge!?"

"I heard that Lin Shiqi, the little princess of the Tianming Divine Clan, was engaged to Chu Feng, but in the end she ran away from the marriage and went with Wang Tianyi."

"Damn, the hatred of having one's wife stolen is irreconcilable. This is going to be good."

"By the way, what is Wang Tianyi's cultivation level?!"

"I heard that he has reached the third level of Martial God, which is far behind Chu Feng, who is at the ninth level of Martial God."

"Doesn't that mean the Celestial Palaces have already lost a round!?"

“…”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were stunned. They finally understood why Wang Hao didn't go to the inheritance site of the Martial Glory Demon God and insisted on running to the Tianyang Star System. It turned out that his father wanted to duel with someone.

Qian Wanyang comforted him, "Boss, your dad has the inheritance of an ancient war god. Even if Chu Feng's cultivation is stronger than your dad's, he still won't be a match for him."

Chen Yao nodded repeatedly, "Qian Wanyang is right. Your father has comprehended the Great Dao of God and has one foot in the door of the Divine Realm. Chu Feng is nothing to him."

"Tch!" Wang Hao curled his lip. "Who cares about him? I'm just here to watch the show. Don't overthink it, remember, don't overthink it."

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao smiled wryly, feeling that their boss was truly hypocritical.

Despite caring deeply for her father, she even postponed her trip to the Martial God's inheritance site.

He even beat Tiandao half to death last time because Tiandao threatened his family.

But here he insists on pretending to be indifferent. Doesn't he think that's fake?

"What's with those expressions? Don't you believe what I'm saying?!" Wang Hao's eyes revealed a dangerous glint.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao shook their heads repeatedly in fright, indicating that they believed it completely, one hundred percent. They believed that their boss's words were like a sacred decree and they would never doubt anything.

But in his heart he was cursing wildly; this was a classic case of being stubborn to the end.

Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction, feeling instantly much better.

Qian Wanyang changed the subject, saying, "Boss, should we go find your dad now?"

Wang Hao said with a look of disdain, "Why would we go see him? What are we now? And what is he? Does he even deserve to be associated with us?!"

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao rubbed their temples, feeling a real headache. It was rare to see a father and son like Wang Hao and Wang Tianyi.

Chen Yao asked, "Boss, what are we going to do now?!"

Wang Hao watched Chu Feng from afar, feeling that if the Heavenly Immortal Palace and the Four Great Divine Clans stopped fighting like this, he would undoubtedly be the one who suffered the greatest loss.

Therefore, he had to sabotage the duel and escalate the war again.

"Sigh, my identity is different now, it's so much more difficult to cause trouble!" Wang Hao sighed. If he could still use his identity as the savior, he would definitely ruin this duel in no time and escalate the war quickly.

However, his aura and appearance have completely changed. If he claims to be Wang Hao, probably no one would believe him.

Just then, a pleading voice suddenly came, "Ah... please don't hit me, please stop hitting me, I know I was wrong..."

Wang Hao and the others turned around and saw several men in black ganging up on a young man who looked to be around twenty years old.

Meanwhile, a blond-haired youth was embracing a woman with a non-mainstream style, laughing smugly, "Beat him to death! A bastard, how dare he disobey! Beat this lowly scum of the human race to death..."

Upon hearing this, the group intensified their attack, raining down punches.

The young man, around twenty years old, quickly covered his head and curled up into a ball, letting out a pitiful scream.

Qian Wanyang frowned and said, "Boss, the person who was beaten looks like Mo Junlin, the new president of the human race, and Han Yang's son."

Wang Hao thought for a moment and immediately realized who it was.

If you asked him who Mo Junlin was, he probably wouldn't be able to guess right away.

But when it comes to Mo Junlin's father, Han Yang, he immediately remembers him.

This guy is just like his father, or even better at living off women. He even gave his child someone else's surname. He's truly the king of gigolos.

Chen Yao reminded him, "Boss, before you left the Milky Way Galaxy, this new president gave you a red envelope, asking you to come to the Tianyang Galaxy and take care of his son."

"Is that so?! I don't remember this at all!" Wang Hao looked bewildered.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao's lips twitched. This was indeed very much in line with Wang Hao's personality. He never remembered small red envelopes; only big red envelopes were his favorites...