Li Xiao showed a skeptical look. "Can a Dao Lord really learn Primordial Beginning divine arts? I don't believe it. Even the Ends of the Great Dao in my Righteous Alliance can't learn such divine arts."
Xu Ying smiled. "The Ends of the Great Dao in the Righteous Alliance and the Dao Alliance are all the same. They all end at the Chicken Dao. They can't learn it, but I can. Isn't that only natural?"
Before Li Xiao could speak, Demon Lord Wuyin poked his head over and shouted angrily, "You said all the Ends of the Great Dao in my Righteous Alliance are chickens?"
Xu Ying hurriedly corrected him. "I didn't just mean the Righteous Alliance. I meant the Dao Alliance too. All of you end at the Chicken Dao. Not only you, but also the other Ends of the Great Dao in the Sea of Chaos—including the beings in the Primordial Beginning Realm—are nothing more than chickens raising their heads to gaze at the sky, waiting for food to fall from above."
Demon Lord Wuyin laughed furiously. "You said all the Ends of the Great Dao are chickens? Alliance Master, that fellow surnamed Xu said you're a chicken!"
Wu Zheng wore a smile and said nothing.
Xu Ying explained the origin of the term "ending at the Chicken Dao" to Wuyin, saying, "Wuyin, you're an End of the Great Dao. But are you the end of every Great Dao? On this Great Dao, is there anyone who has walked farther than you?"
Demon Lord Wuyin pondered for a moment before admitting angrily, "Fine, I'm a chicken! But the Alliance Master definitely isn't one. Alliance Master Wu cultivates all nine Daos, and every one of them has reached the End of the Great Dao!"
Xu Ying asked with a