"If I was, everyone in this room, world, and what remains would all be dead… without a single survivor. I suppose, only Xue would fair, but even then, she would perish if I and the Emperor of Death were to assault her together. After that, do you think, anyone or anything for that matter can stop us?"
Bai Xue did not refute his words either, and as everyone was capable enough to reach the levels of the Ancestors, no one exploded into a fit of anger hearing his truth.
"In actuality, I have not even grasped the full length of this existence's true capabilities. My swings, although accurate and strong enough to knock an Ancestral Deity, I still cannot put everything behind it, like there is something that I am missing. In this incomplete form, with a flick of a finger, I can kill everyone in this room." Wang Ling did not mince his words, he was used to speaking in such a manner, and he does not wish to change in the slightest.