Buddha Lord Bliss did not rush to kill Gao Xian. Projecting himself into the hearts of every cultivator in the human realm had consumed an unknowable amount of faith power.
Having paid such an enormous price, he was not merely seeking to deal with Gao Xian, but to cow every cultivator in the human realm in one stroke.
Gao Xian had dominated the human realm for several thousand years. All cultivators acknowledged him as the supreme sovereign of the human realm, an unmatched god.
If he could subdue Gao Xian before everyone, he could step on Gao Xian's back to ascend to the highest rank in the human realm, saving himself countless years.
And the most direct way to subdue him was to make Gao Xian kneel and kowtow!
Only such a universally recognized solemn rite could signify Gao Xian's submission and complete the transfer of the title of supreme sovereign and unmatched god of the human realm.
If Gao Xian obediently and sensibly cooperated in putting on this grand show, he would not mind taking Gao Xian into his fold.
Once Gao Xian entered his sect, he would have all manner of means to keep him in check. Besides, with Gao Xian as his disciple, everything he did would yield twice the result with half the effort.
What Buddha Lord Bliss lacked most at present was time. Compared to the Primordial Devil Lord, Gao Xian was not much of a threat.
If Gao Xian stubbornly refused to surrender, he could only publicly destroy this demonic obstacle!
To Buddha Lord Bliss, killing Gao Xian was the inferior option. Gao Xian's foundations ran deep; forceful and domineering methods would inevitably stir up all kinds of conflicts, and who knew how much time it would take to sort through and adjust them.