The Page Stone Clan had reacted swiftly, but Jia Xiaolin had not originally been a member of the Devil Race. He had just spoken with Pig Seven, and with the Page Stone Clan making further preparations, how could they hide it from the eyes of this Integrated Body Late Stage old monster?
If the tens of thousands of Page Stone Clan members led by Bali could join forces, they might indeed cause Jia Xiaolin some trouble. But an Integrated Body Late Stage expert was already the most formidable existence Bali and Pig Seven could hope to encounter, apart from the exceedingly rare Mahayana Realm beings who appeared as fleetingly as dragons.
A great reputation was never empty. Although Jia Xiaolin had only recently entered the Integrated Body Late Stage, he was still far beyond Pig Seven and the others.
"An arm trying to stop a chariot—how utterly beyond your means." Jia Xiaolin flicked his left palm twice through the air. Thwack, thwack. Bali and Pig Seven were sent flying by those two casual slaps.
As an Integrated Body body cultivator, Pig Seven fared a little better. He crashed into a spot several thousand zhang behind him, smashing a huge hole into the mountainside.
Bali, meanwhile, flew backward through the air, spitting blood without end. Fortunately, the tens of thousands of Page Stone Clan members roared and reached up to catch him. Jia Xiaolin had only recently entered the Integrated Body Late Stage, but Bali had spent even less time in the Integrated Body Early Stage. As for Pig Seven, though he had cultivated for many years, compared with the Demon Race's long lifespans, and given his lazy nature, he was still only in the Integrated Body Early Stage.
Under Jia Xiaolin's sudden attack, two mere Integrated Body Early Stage cultivators