Sam tried to turn around and look, but he couldn't, but after a few tries, all of a sudden, he felt someone turning him over forcefully and he finally faced the people who are entering the scene.
There is a young man in the lead, who is being pushed on a wheelchair. One of his legs is missing. There is just a stump indicating the amputation. He only has his left leg. But that is not all. Even on the upper body, only his right arm is present.
His face is distorted. There are a lot of scars and even some facial deformation that could be seen. His eyes are dull, but there is this sense of evil that has rarely been seen before.
One look at those eyes, Sam could easily guess, what kind of destruction this guy could bring if it is needed. He is someone who doesn't stop no matter what happens and what kind of obstacles he would face.
He would kill anyone and everyone including the children and elderly, slaughter them as long as they served his purpose.
Almost like Sam without the moral dilemma that sometimes makes him think.
His cultivation level is the same as Sam's. He is being followed by a bunch of people and even the person who is looking deep into Night Ghost's eyes to keep him check stepped back and joined the group.
In the group, one particular person had Sam's most attention. Dayus.
That one guy whom Sam should have killed a long time ago. If not for the fact, Sam felt that his schemes might help him in dealing with the last batch of the organizations, he would have done exactly that.
He looked at Dayus with an intense coldness that the other party didn't dare to meet his eyes. Then his vision went on to another person in the ground.
A middle-aged man, who has a dignified look on his face as he walked gracefully beside the man in the wheelchair.
They stopped a few feet away from Sam and the young man in the wheelchair finally spoke.
"Hello, Sam.
I am Sivan. It is nice to meet you. I have heard so much about you."
Sam stayed silent as he waited for them to continue. No matter how he tried, he wasn't able to move his body. Even his energy circulation is mostly locked. He couldn't even channel the energy into his arms or legs so that he could launch attacks. The most he could do is concentrate on his eyes.
But even if he tried to attack in his current state, the only result that would await him is death.
The other party has at least a dozen Consummate cultivators in his posse which made Sam suck in a breath of cold air.
"Your friend or should I say, arch-enemy Dayus here ratted you out on something. For some reason, he managed to find out what I wanted most in this life and he delivered that information straight to me.
What do you think I want, Sam?"
Sam looked at him but didn't speak. But the other party didn't seem to mind as he continued speaking.
"Well, you might have guessed. It is a body.
You know, I wasn't born like this. One of my father's concubines, got jealous of my talent when awakened and she and her elder son did this to me the very night. The night of the celebration of my awakening.
From that day onwards I lead the worst possible life. Luckily, my father knows how to think with his head sometimes instead of just his penis. My mother who is as powerful as him put him in his place and decided to raise me and he didn't dare object.
In these years of suffering, in fact, decades of suffering, there is one thing I have been trying to do. I hired many people to conduct research to regrow my arm and leg, I wanted to restore my face, but it was deemed impossible.
You see, my father's concubine did something stupid so that any healer wouldn't be able to regrow them.
After finding that out, I branched my thinking out and decided on one thing. Since I couldn't have my body, I will have someone else's body.
But ordinary bodies are really lackluster. They don't have enough potential, at least not equal to mine.
I was sick and tired of checking them out and in fact tried to create one.
The Five Elemental King you are using for your goals is actually one of those experiments. Vardar is the one who made him and threw him into the wild after some experiments failed. By now, the five elemental kings should have died, but he is alive and I heard that you have something to do with it."
Sam finally showed a change of expression. Five Elemental King is one of his loyal subordinates. If Sam had to trust anyone without any soul contract, he would be the one.
He knew Five Elemental King's body like the back of his hand. The amount of suffering that person has to go through is something he couldn't help but lament.
"So, you are here because you want me to restore your body too? Don't you think it is completely inappropriate to talk about a business deal like this?"
Sam said casually. His tone showed no hint of fear, not even a hint of panic.
"You think too highly of yourself, don't you? You arrogant prick."
Dayus chimed in with gritted teeth and it only took one look from Sam to silence him.
The young man in the wheelchair just smiled and said.
"I heard of your exploits, Sam. You are indeed one of a kind. Your body and mind are a perfect match. Your versatile thinking and your powerful body can handle that many elements. It is something that happens once in eons. I have inquired about your exploits.
You are someone that would be remembered through the eons of history in different ways in different places. Your stories would turn from stories that would be discussed by centuries to come and people will remember you for a hundred generations.
But too bad, you are born in the same era as me and I am the one who is going to put an end to your legend here.
I am taking your body, Sam."
Sam stood there, without showing any change in his expression. His teammates though are completely different, they are trying their best to break free from the shackles and now they are even willing to risk anything to just get a chance to let Sam escape.
"Stop." Sam said calmly and the teammates wanted to retort, but they were unable to speak, only Sam was allowed to speak now.
When the young man looked at the subordinates who instantly stopped but still had that hint of panic, he smiled.
"It seems like the stories didn't do you enough justice. Don't worry, after I take your life, I will leave your legacy undisturbed. I shall have your name and legends written in the history books of our clan and passed down to every single of your organizations so that they could remember your life as it is."
"Are you sure about doing this?" Sam asked.
"You are awfully calm about this. I like you more and more. If you really manage to survive the procedure, we can be friends later."
Sam just smiled.
Dayus had a vicious smile on his face. He felt satisfied by what he is seeing in front of him. Sam has been a thorn in his neck since the first time they met in the Desolate. He has been undermining him in every single aspect.
He couldn't take it anymore and decided to make a big move and it succeeded.
"Do you have any wishes, before I start the procedure? I wouldn't mind promising a few things and be assured that I would be a man of my word."
"Then agree to sign a soul contract for three of my wishes."
"Three?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I will sign. As long as your wishes are not overboard, you don't have to worry about it. Let's hear them first."
"The first one, let my teammates go. They will leave immediately and they wouldn't attack you. They will go back to my organization's headquarters and stay there."
"That is okay with me. Their deaths serve no purpose to me."
"You will leave my organization alone. You or your subordinate organizations, any of them, and even your rival organizations wouldn't attack them and that includes Dayus, the one behind you. That is your responsibility."
"I cannot offer permanent protection for your organization for the whole life. You know that."
"Okay then, for a decade. But complete protection. You shall not think of taking over my businesses or acquiring any inventions and such and you will protect them from any other organization doing so."
"I can promise you that. A decade is within my limits."
"You have one last wish."
