"Bastard!"
Li Mu really wanted to kill him, but he was a Spirit Cultivator; once he made a move, he would definitely be exposed.
He could only soften his tone a little and say, "If you charge at the Human Race now, are you trying to get the Stone Race wiped out?"
"Even if I, the old ancestor, step out to deal with Nineteen, the Human Race has Arrays boosting them. They can erupt with eighth‑layer strength—who can handle that?"
"You?"
"Pig‑brain!"
"But... I'm not afraid of dying!"
Even so, Shi Jun still wanted to charge over and kill.
Li Mu's head was really aching; if he had a choice, he truly looked down on these simple‑minded Stone Race people. They were just single‑track idiots, totally impervious to reason.
He was at least a seventh‑layer Dao Realm expert, yet his brains were worse than Human Race children.
"Enough, there's no need to say more about this!"
