Niu Dingtian said slowly, "Not offending Wang Lingguan is easy enough. We merely need to find a way to give some benefits to that Orthodox God's mortal incarnation. After all, he is a Dharma Protector God. The mortal incarnation he protects matters more. Give that incarnation enough face, and Wang Lingguan will not make an issue of it. As for not damaging the prestige of our Devil Realm..."
Niu Dingtian raised his head and muttered softly, "These human fodder have always falsely called themselves Devil Cultivators. What do their lives or deaths have to do with the prestige of our Devil Realm?"
Devilish Flame Celestial Lord's eyes lit up, and he nodded. "Good, well said! Tell me exactly how."
Niu Dingtian cursed inwardly. Who the hell said Devilish Flame Celestial Lord was slow-witted? If this went well, he would gain nothing; if it went wrong, he would be the first to take the blame.
"Please allow this little devil to think."
"Mm."
At the edge of the devil formation.
Fu Jianqi, an elder of Devil-Transforming Mountain, walked over to the nearby crowd in black.
"Why has that Devil God not appeared yet?"
"Did we do something wrong?"
"Everyone is watching now. If the Devil God does not appear, they may very well charge in."
"What if all our efforts come to nothing..."
"There is no other way. Add sacrifices."
"But..."
"This old man will contribute an item first."
As Fu Jianqi spoke, he tossed out his right hand. A devil cage roughly a foot high flew out, rapidly swelling in size. In an instant, it stood over thirty feet tall.
Rumble.
The top of the devil cage opened, black mist spilling out. An enormous tiger-like devil head flew forth, landed in the Ten-Thousand Devils Formation, turned into liquid, and merged