The Immortals' faces changed drastically at the sight. They retreated at once, not daring to linger for even a moment.
Their numbers were incomplete. If the giant wolf went on a killing spree, they wouldn't stand a chance.
Fortunately, the giant wolf showed no signs of anger, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Qi and the Pig Emperor exchanged a look. It seemed that the Nether Race Demon Beast called "Ah Bai" hadn't given the Wolf Demon a hard time.
In that case, they would probably have to resort to the worst-case scenario—disguising themselves as members of the Dragon Race.
After all, Mo Qi's Realm was still low. His disguise might fool the Wolf Demon, but if he were taken to the Demon Race's territory and encountered a real member of the Dragon Race, he would be exposed instantly.
At that point, in the eyes of humans, he would be a Dragon Race Demon Beast; in the eyes of Demon Beasts, he would be an imposter.
