When they met, would they choose to negotiate? If it really came to blows, could Shi Jingtian defeat him? They couldn't help but worry.
The burly elder spoke in a deep voice, "Trust in the Stone King... he is already no less than the Ancestors of Martial Saint of our Shi Family, he will not be defeated..."
The burly elder could only hope that Shi Jingtian would win.
"Given the Stone King's character, he wouldn't choose to negotiate with Dao Wufeng, and is likely to take action. Relying on his own cultivation and having become an Entering Saint, along with the 'Eye of Stone King' in his possession, he must win!"
The burly elder thought silently to himself, he understood Shi Jingtian's character very well—domineering, unwilling to endure the slightest grievance, definitely bound to clash with Dao Wufeng!
But the burly elder's complexion changed soon after, as he noticed cracks emerging on the surface of those stone sculptures, revealing the flesh underneath.