Xiao Yi glanced at Dongfang Bai Jiao and didn't bother responding.
Killing Dongfang Bai Jiao might be possible, but at most, the odds are fifty-fifty, about half the chance.
But the cost would be exposing all his trump cards, and it requires a life-or-death struggle.
This is unjustified for no reason.
He considers his current strength still far from that of the Master of the Main Hall's level.
Dongfang Bai Jiao is precisely at the limit of his current combat strength, he hasn't reached it, but he can handle the extreme.
If he goes all out, uses every trump card, and fights with half his life, he might have a chance to kill.
Xie Ruhai, an ordinary ninety-thousand-path martial artist, doesn't fare much better than cannon fodder in front of the Demon Race Supreme.
The name White Dragon in the Waves can sever a Demon Race Supreme's arm, the strength is unimaginable.
However, if it were merely breaking through the formation and leaving, the difficulty would be much lesser.
