Chapter 1233
“Have you not?” James retorted. “You established many research laboratories for the cultivation of Decimation of Immortality.
You injected viruses into a large number of people, transforming them into monstrous creatures that resemble neither ghosts nor
humans. Do you not deserve to die?”
“Did I?” Callan questioned. “When did I start a research laboratory? And what’s that about a virus? What do they have to do with
my Decimation of Immortality cultivation?”“What? At this point, you still want to argue and shift the blame?”
Hearing that, Callan stopped talking. He knew it would be pointless to say anything else.
“I’ll send you on your way.”
James drew the Blade of Justice and pointed it across from him.
Callan closed his eyes.
Just as James was about to strike, he took out a sphere, dripping with blood, from behind him. It was about the size of a fist.
He presented it to James and said, “This is the Spirit Turtle’s core. After the Spirit Turtle was killed, its core was smashed into
pieces. I went to great lengths to obtain one of them. Now that it’s no longer useful to me, I’ll give it to you. You have more
potential than I do and will undoubtedly achieve the ninth rank in the future.”
James did not accept it. Instead, he fixed a deadly stare on Callan.
“You went through so much trouble to obtain this. You’re just going to give it to me?”
Callan leaned against the rock.
“I can’t use it anymore. In fact, even if you do nothing, I won’t survive. Lucjan ambushed me, and I was seriously injured. Then, I
got into a rough fight with the Spirit Turtle. After that, I evaded a series of attacks. My life is already coming to an end.”
He was a sorry sight. Callan did not have the demeanor of a peerless powerhouse at all, and he looked like a person at death’s
door.
“Before I die, I simply want to let you know that I’ve been meditating in seclusion for all these years with complete focus. All I
wanted was vengeance. I did nothing harmful or outrageous. What research laboratories? What virus? I knew nothing about
them.”
James accepted the core that he had handed over. It was stained with the blood of the Spirit Turtle and felt heavy and slightly hot
in his hands as if he was holding an iron ball.
At this point, James noticed Callan’s face starting to age. His hair began to turn white.
James knew that Callan’s True Energy was dissipating. His internal organs had stopped receiving the maintenance of True
Energy and had begun to deteriorate rapidly.
At this moment, he felt a little sympathy for Callan.
What Callan said was true–he was merely the defeated. If he had prevailed in the past, the King’s position would have been his.
Perhaps he would have started a war, and perhaps he would have won. History would have been completely different today.
He moved quickly and touched Callan’s acupoint, stopping the dissipation of his True Energy.
Callan, who had his eyes closed, opened them and looked at James. “What are you doing?” he asked indifferently.
“I think you’re a pitiful man,” James said flatly and sat down. Crucifier slipped out from his sleeve.
He took one of the needles and stuck it on top of Callan’s head. Then, he quickly applied the needles.
Soon, Callan’s body was covered with dozens of silver needles.
James was currently in the seventh rank. His cultivation base was strong, allowing him to apply the needles continuously.
After he had finished applying the needles, he started to remove them.
Callan’s life force ceased to wane. His internal injuries were also stabilized.
Now there was no risk to his life as long as he did not use his True Energy carelessly. After concentrating on restoring his body
to health for a while, he would recover. How long he would live after that would be determined by his own fate.
“If you save me now, aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill you once I regain my strength?” ask Callan casually.
“I believe what you said.” James cast a glance at him. “I believe you did not know of the research laboratories or virus. Perhaps
you’ve actually been meditating in seclusion and were unaware of the actions of your subordinates.”