But the next second he realized something was wrong: "Hmm, something's not right."

Although both are new gods, Meng Qingyao's divine status is even higher than his.

Among the new gods of China, who else could it be besides Su Ming?

"The divine essence of the Sea God!" Ye Tian realized after examining his soul.

Meng Qingyao inherited the divine power of the sea god and was endowed with the sea god's power.

Ye Tian was suddenly in a dilemma, unsure whether he would be summoning the sea god Poseidon or the new goddess Meng Qingyao.

Chen Qiye also sensed something and said, "Brother Ye Tian, ​​before Su Shen left, he left behind a page of the divine genealogy. If Poseidon is summoned back, seal him away."

"A divine genealogy?" Ye Tian was overjoyed; this made things much easier.

That power of the sea god was particularly immense, so it was highly likely that Poseidon was summoned back.

That guy is absolutely filled with hatred for China.

Once they are summoned back, even three hundred new gods might not be a match for them.

Of course, Ye Tian vaguely knew that there were immortals residing in the land of China, and quite a few at that.

Sure enough, as the ceremony began, the Heavenly Gate opened halfway again.

Strangely, no halo appeared for a long time.

Ye Tian couldn't help but sigh: "Although we've never met, she's definitely an extraordinary woman. She gave her all for China, solely for that mission."

Although Meng Qingyao is dead, she is drawn by a mysterious force.

There are too many traces of her left in the void.

Chen Qiye suddenly exerted his strength. With their methods, they might not be able to revive Meng Qingyao, so all they were doing was trying to bring her back from the lonely depths of space.

"Found it! Quick! Bring all the new gods to help me."

Ye Tian held a sliver of light in his hand, unleashing the Houtu Sacred Technique, using three hundred new divine energy machines to pave a heavenly path to bring her home...

On the other side, the celestial realm where Monkey King was located was still trembling.

"Look everyone, the Golden Flower Path is cracking, isn't it...?"

People couldn't help but think of the Monkey King's origins, that he sprang from a stone.

In this situation, a monkey saint might just pop out at any moment.

"Flowers will surely bear fruit, and I have a feeling that fruit will soon grow in that crack."

As soon as he finished speaking, sure enough, a golden fruit appeared.

With each slight movement, the golden luster of the leaves dims a little.

But the Monkey King was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah, after the fruit ripens, we still have to wait for it to mature?"

This is common sense, but many people can't hold back anymore.

Unexpectedly, the Great Sage's ascension to sainthood is even more tantalizing than that of the Supreme God Taiyi.

It's not just the Chinese people who are anxious; everyone, from heaven to earth, is watching.

They just don't show their faces.

Even the Jade Emperor, who had been wielding weapons, paused for a moment.

"This monkey has endured so much, it's finally going to make it big."

He glanced at the axe blade in his hand, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

"It still feels too light," the Jade Emperor pondered, then gritted his teeth.

He then threw in a golden scroll to sharpen the divine axe.

It was none other than the ancient treasure that shook the six realms—the Crimson Book Amber.

As the divine axe cleaved, it was as if the myriad realms of the heavens were being sliced ​​open.

On the other side of the Golden Flower of the Great Dao, it was also bathed in this sunlight, and its Dao Fruit grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was overjoyed: "The exciting moment is almost here!"

That axe strike severed the laws of time and space in that area.

The speed at which the Dao Fruit matures is thus accelerated by 100,000 times.

Gods and Buddhas in heaven and on earth, from all directions, have begun to hold their breath and concentrate.

They missed the birth of the Monkey King from the stone, so this time, they absolutely cannot miss the descent of a saint.

"He can sense the surge of the source of the boundary force, so he must have succeeded."

The Eastern King Duke, far away in Penglai, and the Western Queen Mother, across the sea.

Everyone had this premonition.

"I suddenly feel a bit unbalanced. Even I haven't achieved sainthood yet, but this monkey has already done so. Sigh."

The Queen Mother of the West sighed, feeling a little jealous, but not much.

Dongwanggong shook his head and laughed, "You and I, who hold the highest positions in the immortal path, are inherently unrelated to the sages. But to put it boldly, if a true sage were to stand before me, I might be able to give him a run for his money."

While one may admire saints, one does not necessarily have to become a saint.

It's just a bit poignant that, compared to the monkey, the Queen Mother of the West had a deeper relationship with Yang Jian. Every time the monkey was mentioned, Yang Jian was always brought up for comparison.

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