Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

"What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful poem!"

Immortal Xuan Shao nodded in satisfaction, giving himself a thumbs up for his talent.

Just then, Wang Hao flew over to the group and laughed loudly, "Young Master Xuan's poem is quite good. Then I'll also compose a poem. Young Master Xuan often peeks at the beautiful bodies of young ladies, and can't sleep at night. His mind is full of surging waves. He has to get up, take a thin piece of paper, close his eyes, hold it in his hand and masturbate until it overflows and he shouts, 'Ah~ comfortable, comfortable!'"

"Pfft..."

The audience burst into laughter again. It's true what they say, every scoundrel has their own scoundrel, and two scoundrels make a perfect pair.

Undying Young Master Xuan was displeased. "Nonsense! If I see a woman I like, I'll just go for it. Why would I peep?! And masturbate? That's impossible!"

Wang Hao said angrily, "You were the one who started talking nonsense first, so of course I'm going to follow suit and talk nonsense too."

"Where did I spout nonsense?! Do you think you can handle the Ice Spirit Holy Body?!" Immortal Xuan Shao said angrily, "Do you know that I'm doing this for your own good? I don't want you to lose your brother when you're young and end up drooling over beauties when you're old, unable to squeeze out a single bit of real knowledge."

Everyone was ashamed. These days, it's not that we're afraid of shameless scoundrels, it's that we're afraid of scoundrels with culture!

We can't afford to mess with them!

Wang Hao said with a look of disdain, "You don't need to worry about that. Just because others can't touch the Ice Spirit Saint Body doesn't mean that my Pure Yang Saint Body can't."

Immortal Xuan Shao was suddenly stunned, only then remembering that the four supreme beings had said that Wang Hao, this freak, did indeed possess the Pure Yang Holy Body.

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow. "What!? Jealous!?"

Immortal Xuan Shao shouted angrily, "This young master is jealous? Let me tell you, this young master is promising, has a big penis and is good in bed... what I lack least are beautiful women, what is an Ice Spirit Saint Body?"

"Really!?" Wang Hao asked with a playful smile.

Young Master Bu Si Xuan's face darkened; this was blatant boasting.

Putting aside Yue Li's outrageously beautiful appearance, just the combination of the Ice Spirit Holy Body and the Pure Yang Holy Body creates an intoxicating experience of both ice and fire, making people so envious that they wish they could beat Wang Hao to death and take his place.

Unfortunately, apart from the Pure Yang Saint Body, no one dares to touch the Ice Spirit Saint Body.

Everyone present was convinced; Wang Hao was indeed superior, adapting to both the strong and the wicked. He was adept at dealing with despicable people.

Only by becoming even more despicable.

Undying Young Master Xuan silently retreated to the side and used the most ancient curse to draw circles, cursing Wang Hao to be impotent for the rest of his life.

"Boom..."

Just then, a deafening roar resounded.

Everyone looked up and saw Zhao Yiling and Yue Li wreaking havoc, with more than half of the dozen or so Xuan-level Supremes on the opposing side already injured.

Wang Hao didn't stand on ceremony and directly made a hand seal, forcefully pointing it at the injured Xuan-level Supremes.

"ah……"

Immediately, a series of miserable screams rang out, and one by one, the Xuan-level Supreme beings were stripped bare.

Wang Hao sighed and said, "How did you manage to offend these useless Xuan-level Supremes? The energy within their bodies is almost the same as that of the gods in the Earth-level universe. How long will it take me to break through to the seventh level of Martial God?!"

Everyone present wore mournful faces, never expecting to be struck down by this prodigy once again.

They'd been hunted down by this group of Xuan-level Supremes for over half a month, but Wang Hao didn't even give them a second glance. Who could stand such humiliation?!

Wang Hao asked curiously, "Why are these Xuan-level Supreme Beings chasing after you?!"

"Because I cracked the secret of the God of Slaughter's Treasure!" Lin Mengmeng raised her head proudly, looking at me with an expression that said, "Hurry up and praise me."

Wang Hao immediately became interested and asked, "Tell me, what secrets have you found?!"

Lin Mengmeng said triumphantly, "I found a key in a clue about the God of Slaughter's Treasure, and I think it's the key to unlocking the God of Slaughter's Treasure."

"Where's the key?!" Wang Hao asked.

Lin Mengmeng looked around, as if she were doing something wrong, and quickly handed a purple key from her bosom to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao examined the keys and found the words "God of Slaughter" clearly written on them.

Lin Mengmeng whispered in Wang Hao's ear, "Cousin, I found out from the information that the God of Slaughter's Treasure requires four keys to open, and the God of Slaughter's Treasure is not in the Heavenly Law Universe, but most likely in our Pangu Universe!"

"What!" Wang Hao exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Mengmeng quickly covered Wang Hao's mouth, "Don't make a sound, what if someone hears us!"

Wang Hao nodded and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?!"

Lin Mengmeng shook her head. "I'm not entirely sure; this is just a preliminary deduction."

Wang Hao asked curiously, "What did you base your deduction on?!"

Lin Mengmeng looked around and said mysteriously, "The reason why the God of Slaughter is invincible is because he knows the divine-level Six Ren Divine Art, and he is also the White Tiger Sacred Body. According to the information, the God of Slaughter will leave the treasure to the next generation of White Tiger Sacred Body, so I speculate that the treasure is in the Pangu Universe."

Wang Hao frowned and said, "You mean, the God of Slaughter foresaw that I possessed the White Tiger Sacred Body? So he left the treasure in the Pangu Universe!?"

Lin Mengmeng shrugged innocently, "This is just a preliminary deduction. Besides, are there any other White Tiger Sacred Bodies in the multiverse besides you?!"

Wang Hao scratched his chin, lost in thought.

Even if this god of death possesses the divine-level Six Ren Divine Art, he couldn't possibly predict that millions of years from now, a system would guide him all the way to—I mean, to the peak!

"belch……"

Just then, Wang Hao let out a burp, his cultivation level breaking through from the sixth level of Martial God to the seventh level of Martial God, making him more than ten times stronger than before.

Those dozen or so Xuan-level Supremes were all stripped of everything and then collapsed in space, dying from lack of oxygen.

Lin Mengmeng looked at Wang Hao with envy. When would she be able to upgrade the Hand of God to the Earth level and strip these people of everything?

Wang Hao smiled and gently touched Lin Mengmeng's forehead with his finger.

Immediately, Lin Mengmeng's body trembled, and a sense of enlightenment about the Hand of God surged into her brain.

Everyone present looked at Lin Mengmeng with envy. With Wang Hao's insights, Lin Mengmeng had saved at least tens of thousands of years.

"Whoosh..."

Just then, a series of subtle whooshing sounds made the hairs on Wang Hao's body stand on end. It was the sound of some object moving at high speed tearing through the void.

Wang Hao's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Lin Mengmeng's slender waist and dodged away as quickly as a breeze.

At the same time, he quickly glanced around and saw a group of men in black holding longbows, shooting arrows at him relentlessly. The arrows flashed with a dazzling cold light and came at him like a tidal wave.

"Who are these people!?"

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, tossed Lin Mengmeng toward Zhao Yiling, then reached into his pocket and pulled out the sleeping Xiaobai...