Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

This guy is eyeing these relics, hehe.

"You want it? I won't give it to you. Come and get it yourself if you dare."

Unexpectedly, Jesus remained calm and shook his head: "I am already holy, I need no external things to set me off. What I mean is, this battle is inherently unfair."

"Only that relic can give you a glimmer of hope."

Having received Jesus's guidance, Monkey King didn't believe he was being so kind.

I don't understand why this guy insisted on eating the relic himself.

Did you discover something?

This further convinced Monkey King of the existence of the 17th relic.

“Old Jesus, you can pretend to be confused, but I, Old Sun, don’t want to talk about it.”

"But you are truly shameless. Even the sages of India knew to suppress one's cultivation level in battle, and you didn't know that?"

"Or are you truly shameless?"

There's no way to stop this fight; if we keep going like this, he'll be the only one to lose.

Monkey King could only respond with sarcastic remarks.

Jesus laughed: "Well said! Do you think I'd care?"

I understand now, it's truly shameless.

"Then come on, I, Old Sun, am upright and honest, and I will never be humiliated by you." With that, he unleashed his Great Sage Might.

The great forces of heaven and earth turned and swallowed Jesus in an instant.

"Is this a turning point?"

No, a few minutes later, a blur shot out.

This time, Monkey King's golden body was completely shattered, and he suffered a severe injury.

In contrast, Jesus's sainthood is solidified by the interconnectedness of his life's destiny.

"Don't you understand? I'm showing mercy to give you a chance."

"But you're useless."

"Monkey, you may abandon your Buddhist nature, but I won't allow it. Accept reality!"

The Bible in Jesus' hands was finally opened.

"The Bible has changed!"

It used to be only a few dozen pages, but now it seems to have become several hundred pages, and every page is gilded.

This enhanced version of the Bible is so powerful that even the Eastern Emperor couldn't tear it apart.

"Is this going to be a decisive blow? Great Sage, you must..."

There are still a few tens of minutes left before those thousand temples are completed.

But right now, it seems Monkey King won't be able to hold out until then.

"Boss, are we still going to build this temple? Or should we turn it into an ancestral hall?"

In the event that the Great Sage meets with misfortune, the ancestral hall will be able to continue to offer sacrifices.

"Shut your dog mouth! No matter what happens, a temple is a temple!"

"Cover them all up!"

The temple construction project was a massive undertaking, drawing constant ridicule from Westerners.

"Although, I think... this monkey, despite its popularity, is already on the verge of death."

"It would be better to give these resources to a sage, and perhaps we can receive his protection."

These words were certainly not spoken by a Chinese person, otherwise they would be beaten to death.

"I don't think so. This monkey's master is Patriarch Bodhi."

"While not a saint, he's at least at a super-high level..."

The little eagle was cut off halfway through his sentence.

"Not becoming a saint? Then what's the point of practicing magic? You should know that."

The ironclad rule that "below even a sage are but ants" applies to both the East and the West.

In the Mythical Arena, the match against Bodhi Patriarch was a complete rout.

However, his overall performance was mediocre, at best reaching the peak of a near-saint level.

This is the Western perception.

Little did they know, the Bodhi Patriarch had been watching this battlefield all along.

The more I looked at it, the more I murmured to myself.

"Wukong, I have opened this path for you. It would be best if you succeed."

"If it's blocked,"

"Even if it costs me three cultivation fruits, I will carry you up!"

Why would a venerable sage like Bodhi want to do this? Bodhi Patriarch simply wanted to prove himself as a teacher.

He is no less capable than Jin Chanzi.

So this seemingly hopeless situation was actually predetermined to not result in death.

Everything is left unsaid; it all depends on the fate of the Monkey King.

Over there, Monkey King was already submerged in the Bible, as if pressed down by the heavens and earth, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled.

“Old Jesus, even the Buddha’s Five Finger Mountain can’t subdue me.”

"Based on this lousy book?"

With a terrifying roar, Monkey King had transformed into his giant ape form.

Its body swelled countless times, seemingly stretching for thousands of miles, but from the outside, it only moved slightly by millimeters.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But what's even more terrifying is Monkey King's fearless perseverance.

"Give,"

"I,"

"break!"

Finally, with immense force tearing through, a sliver of light was ripped open.

However….

"Where is this?"

The art style has changed, the environment has changed, and the biblical world has been created, but it's not the Western Paradise, but...

Xitianling Mountain.

Monkey King suddenly shuddered and realized that his Great Sage Battle Armor was gone, replaced by Buddha's cassock.

It was so illusory, yet intertwined with reality, that even the Monkey King couldn't recognize it.

Is this real or fake?

Then a holy voice descended, "You demon monkey, you have defied Buddhism, harmed Buddhist disciples, and now you dare to shamelessly offend my sacred Mount Ling! What is your punishment?"

Upon hearing this, the eight Arhats took their places, countless guardian deities stood proudly atop Mount Ling, and the Little Thunderclap Temple was elevated to the height of the thirty-fourth heaven.

Monkey King suddenly felt uneasy.

"No, not me."

“Vajrasana, no, Kasyapa, Ananda, you…”

How could the Buddha's two personal guards be by his side?

Moreover, he did not stay at the foot of Mount Ling, but instead resided in Xiaoleiyin Temple, where he and the Buddha each occupied a separate area.

At first glance, Monkey King seems more like the master of Little Thunder Temple.

"Could it be that I, Old Sun, have truly conquered Mount Ling?"

This has been Monkey King's long-cherished wish for many years. Now that he has finally achieved it, he feels lost and confused.

Ananda, seizing the opportunity, said from the side, "Great Sage Buddha, you have already fused sixteen relics. Even if the Tathagata were to reincarnate and return, he would not be your match. You will forever be the master of Mount Sumeru."

It seems it's true; I finally conquered Mount Ling.

I never expected that he would rely on the relics on his body?