Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 106: Near Immortal (Part )

Just as Lü Shang of Dahuang was entertaining the ministers and the bells and chimes were ringing in the palace.

The world of Jambu, the southern continent, the white river in the south of the desert, the Turkic tent,

"Supreme Man!"

Inside the tent, a sheepskin lamp flickered with a faint blue flame, illuminating Lu Shang's handsome features with flickering light. He sat cross-legged in the tent, eyes closed, concentrating, sensing the subtle changes in the 1,200 orifices of his body.

Under the cleansing of Tianyi True Water, Yanfu Lushang achieved the body of pure-blooded Gonggong, and then returned to assist the Great Wilderness.

Lu Shang of Dahuang used the pure-blooded body of Gonggong obtained from the other party to resonate with the Great Dao of Mountains and Seas. Led by the Great Dao of Water, and relying on the imprints of the Great Dao scattered in the chaos and nothingness by the Gonggong clan of all generations, his supernatural powers improved, breaking the limit of a real person and reaching the realm of a supreme person.

At the same time that Lu Shang in the Great Wilderness broke into the realm of the Supreme Man, Lu Shang in the other side of the world, Jambu, also entered the realm of the Supreme Man.

The body of a sage was finally formed, and he entered the realm of sainthood and transcendence. Lu Shang's entire body vibrated, resonating with his essence, blood, and vital energy. One thousand two hundred acupoints were completed one by one, and each acupoint's body and spirit were manifested one by one. A powerful true energy surged through his body, and a near-immortal aura filled the camp.

Close to being an immortal, almost a martial arts immortal, Lu Shang's aura was as deep as a deep pool and as majestic as a mountain, oppressing the air in the tent to the point of being heavy.

The fluctuations of true energy emanating from the inside out were like materialized waves, impacting every corner of the tent, causing the blue flame of the sheepskin lamp to flicker unsteadily, as if it would be swallowed up by this force at any time.

Lu Shang slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in them.

"The physical body of a sage, with 1,200 acupoints perfected, my martial arts path to immortality will be accomplished!"

He raised his hand lightly, and a stream of true energy emerged from his palm, moving around the tent like a substance. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart by a sharp blade.

"In one year at most, you will become an immortal among men."

After Lu Shang stood up, he swung his robe sleeve violently, and the true energy in the tent collapsed.

"At this moment, I should be able to sweep away all the practitioners below the level of Earthly Immortals!"

Before he became a pure-blooded Gonggong and reached the level of a sage, Lu Shang already had 70% of the combat power of a martial arts immortal. Now, not only has he become a pure-blooded Gonggong, he has also attained the path of a sage in the wilderness. With his increasingly powerful physique, he has at least 90% of the combat power of a martial arts immortal.

You have to know that human immortals who practice martial arts can fight against earthly immortals. With Lu Shang's current strength, as long as he doesn't meet a freak like Sun Wukong who is a natural saint, there will be no one below the earthly immortals who can resist him. Those above the earthly immortals who have not experienced the three disasters will never get any advantage from him.

The three calamities are a chasm on the path of cultivation. Every time an earthly immortal experiences a calamity, their magical powers and powers improve to varying degrees. The difference between the magical powers of earthly immortals who have escaped the calamity and those who have not is as great as heaven and earth.

Just as Lu Shang was thinking, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent. He frowned and stepped out of the tent.

"What happened?"

Outside the tent, the cavalry were galloping like flying, and the sound of horse hooves was rapid. Lu Shang looked at the cavalry going away and muttered to himself.

"General, our reinforcements are here,"

Wei Cheng, Xin Yongfeng and others stepped forward quickly, with a hint of excitement on their faces.

"Shaboluo Khan sent a message saying that the old thousand-year-old has appointed Zuo Tian as the front general, commanding 20,000 troops and will soon enter Baidaochuan."

"Zuo Tiancheng is the front, and the old thousand year old is the rear. The old thousand year old's reinforcements are coming soon."

"Zuo Tiancheng,"

Lu Shang narrowed his eyes and finally thought of Zuo Tiancheng's origin.

That evening, at a banquet at the palace, King Kaoshan Yang Lin entertained Lü Shang, accompanied by his generals. Lü Shang had previously met Zuo Tiancheng's father, Zuo Dumao. This former Southern Chen Wuhu general, considered a close confidant by King Kaoshan and even referred to as "Old Zuo," was undoubtedly no ordinary man.

As the son of Zuo Dumao, it is not an exaggeration to say that Zuo Tiancheng is a son of a general.

Lu Shang asked, "When will Zuo Tiancheng's tribe arrive at the Zihe Yazhang?"

Wei Cheng clasped his fists and replied, "General, the messenger reported that they will arrive in half a day."

"Another half day,"

Lu Shang nodded, already having a plan in mind.

"Let's go to Sabluo's Golden Tent."

Lü Shang, along with Wei Cheng and the others, headed straight for the golden tent in the ya tent. Along the way, the Turks, upon seeing Lü Shang, retreated, then saluted with awe in their eyes.

After all, Lü Shang's victory, with only 3,000 cavalrymen, overcoming a 300,000-man garrison at Jinshan, had long been legendary among the Turkic tribes. This was especially true given that most of the 3,000 cavalrymen were Turks, having witnessed the bloody battle firsthand.

They had witnessed firsthand how Lü Shang, like a demon descending from the earth, personally led his cavalry into the enemy lines, unstoppable against the 300,000-man garrison. It was precisely because of their testimony that no one dared to question Lü Shang's achievements.

The Turks worship the strong and respect heroes. In the eyes of the Turks, Lu Shang is an absolute strong man and a peerless hero with many fans.

That is to say, Lu Shang was born in the Central Plains. If he was born in the Turkic jujube, even if he was not of the Ashina clan, with his military achievements, he could have gathered a hundred people with just a wave of his hand and gathered tens of thousands of people in a short time.

Inside the golden tent, the decoration is luxurious, yet also reveals the unique rough style of the Turks.

"General Lu,"

A huge blanket hung from the dome, surrounded by a variety of fine iron wine jugs and cups inlaid with gemstones. Shaboluo and the Golden Horde's important officials rose to greet them. Lü Shang, with a calm expression, walked steadily forward.

Shaboluo smiled and said, "General Lu's military achievements this time are outstanding. I have already submitted a memorial to the court, requesting a generous reward for the general."

Lu Shang bowed slightly and said with a faint smile, "Lu Shang thanks the Khan for his kindness. I heard that former General Zuo Tiancheng's reinforcements are coming. I wonder what the Khan's plans are?"

Shabolue smiled and said, "Zuo Tiancheng must have some extraordinary qualities to be so highly regarded by King Kaoshan. This Khan intends to have him station his troops at a strategic pass near Baidao River. This will allow him to support the arrival of the old thousand-year-old's troops and also intimidate Datou."

"General, you've defeated the enemy this time. I'm sure Datou must hate you to the core. Datou is a vindictive man. General, be careful of his counterattack!"

Seeing that Shabolue had made arrangements for Zuo Tiancheng's reinforcements, Lu Shang nodded slightly.

There was nothing wrong with this arrangement. Shabolue had already survived the most dangerous time, and it was impossible for him to hand over the entire Turkic military power to a Sui person as he had done a few days ago.

Shabolue gave Lu Shang the power to make decisions at that time, not because he trusted Lu Shang so much, but because facing the approaching army of Datou, he had no choice but to take a gamble.

"The Khan has thought of everything very carefully."

Lu Shang responded, but he was thinking about the next situation.

With the arrival of King Yang Lin, no matter how cunning Ren Datou is, it will be useless with this old thousand-year-old man around. At this time, Yang Lin's nemesis, the White Tiger Luo Cheng, has not yet been born. As the reincarnation of the Ketu star, King Yang Lin has great luck and has been fighting for decades without a single defeat.

No matter how powerful the witch cult master behind Datou is, can he be more powerful than the Heavenly Court?
If they really had this ability, witchcraft would not have been confined to a corner and suppressed by Buddhism and Taoism, making it difficult for them to rise up.

(End of this chapter)