Dumbo was very fast.
How could the old man react when he was merely Heavenly Immortal?
He had just spoken three lines when he felt a pain on his neck, and he was lifted up by a huge hand… or a huge paw, to be precise!
The old man clearly saw Dumbo's face then.
It was a huge black dog that stood at the height of an adult human and was wearing a pair of baggy pants, as well as a pair of pitch-black gimmick (shades). Dark Daemonic Qi swirled around it as it bared its teeth with sinister killing intent, saying, "Old thing, what rubbish are you speaking?"
Everyone in the tavern was left stunned all at once.
"Stop, daemon!"
Many immortals roared.
Humans were the majority race in Jambudvipa.
Although sharing powerful enemies from across worlds meant that people of the Three Realms and daemons were not as hostile toward each other as before, there was still a rift between them following eons of grief.