Elder Ancestor Gai Lei was there too, shaking his head repeatedly. "That kid is certainly strong, but you still shouldn't have lost. You should've at least had the upper hand! How are you so useless? Are you the weakest Overlord in all of history?"
Elder Ancestor Gai Yan sneered. "Don't insult the word 'Overlord.' We might as well call him a 'Weaklord' and let him coin a new term."
With that, the two of them gave Canglan another joint beating. He screamed in agony and was reduced to something barely human. The sight was unbearable.
It had to be said: body cultivators really didn't know how to hold back. This beating was far worse than the one Hua Yunfei had given him.
"Weren't you going to treat my injuries?"
Canglan was completely dumbfounded.
He had happily returned to the Ancient Clan of Strength with Yue Ning Progenitor, only to be dragged into a small room by Elder Ancestor Gai Yan and Elder Ancestor Gai Lei for a "meeting." He had already been injured, and now his condition was even worse.
This was nothing like what he'd expected.
"Treat your injuries? That's what the old geezer said. What's that got to do with us?"
Elder Ancestor Gai Lei grew angrier the more he thought about it and kicked Canglan again. "What a disgrace! You've dragged the reputation of all Overlords through the mud. How do you even have the nerve to keep living?"
Another savage beating followed.
Once they'd vented enough, the two prepared to hand Canglan back to Yue Ning Progenitor.
But then someone else entered the "small room." It was Emperor Zuntian.
"Little brother, what brings you here?" Elder Ancestor Gai Lei asked curiously.
"My hands were itching." Emperor Zuntian's reason was simple and blunt.
"Do you think anyone