"I'm the Chaos Lord?"
Xu Ying's mind buzzed, and for a moment he failed to react. He stood there blankly, then remembered after a while that he was still sitting on the Chaos Lord's throne. He hurriedly rose and said, "Get up, all of you!"
"Thank you, Chaos Lord!" the strange figures transformed from those Chaos Creatures said in unison.
Xu Ying waved his hand and said with a smile, "You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not any Chaos Lord. My name is Xu Ying. I'm from the Three Realms and have nothing to do with the Chaos Lord. My cultivation and strength are nothing special either, and I'm far inferior to all of you. Where is the Chaos Lord? Dao brother, don't joke with me like this."
He suddenly realized something and said, "Could the Dao brother in the Black Coffin be the Chaos Lord?"
The Black Coffin suddenly withdrew its chains and quietly flew away from behind him, lest Xu Ying drag it into this.
Xu Ying sensed that the karma of the countless beings at the End of Dao who had just prostrated themselves before him had fallen onto him. It was as if, with that cry of "Chaos Lord," he had established karmic ties with those beings.
Xu Ying's heart was thrown into turmoil. His attainments in the Karma Great Dao were advancing by leaps and bounds, showing great signs of reaching the End of Dao.
However, the Karma Great Dao was currently only one link in his Postnatal Great Dao. No matter how much it grew, it could never escape the bounds of the Postnatal Great Dao, so he was not worried in the slightest.
What he was worried about was the title of Chaos Lord.
The Chaos Lord was absolutely a highly dangerous