In the Abyss, a large number of demons gathered from all directions, rushing towards the largest Abyssal Rift.
The Confusing Heart Devil hovered high in the sky, overlooking the tide-like demons on the ground, with a face as calm as water, feeling no joy at all.
These demons, along with the Great Devils here, were far too traditional.
Without offering benefits, even invoking the name of King Jiunian wouldn't work.
"You, Confusing Heart Devil, used to be strong, but that was in the past. Now you're just a small piece of trash. I haven't killed you, which is already giving you face."
If you wanted them to work, idly provoking those hungry ghosts whose eyes would turn green at the sight of devils required more payment.
This was what traditional demons were like, not a bit defiant, always following tradition.
Confusing Heart Devil had no choice but to grit his teeth and split half a drop from that one drop of Devil King's True Blood as an incentive.