Li Ye panicked. He'd rather die than keep Xiao Xiaoxian, a ticking time bomb, by his side.
She was far too dangerous.
"Master, you mustn't!"
"My cultivation has reached its limit. I can't advance any further, so I need to experience life and death to gain insight."
"Xiao Xiaoxian is too powerful. Traveling with me wouldn't give me any chance to temper myself."
Li Ye said.
Xiao Xian'er nodded, finding his reasoning sound.
She agreed at once.
Li Ye felt immensely pleased with himself, but suddenly sensed a resentful aura washing over him.
He turned his head and saw Xiao Xiaoxian glaring at him, unwilling to accept it.
Master and disciple parted ways.
Xiao Xian'er watched as Li Ye stepped into the Cosmic Wormhole.
Then she departed with her many clones.
Rumble!
Inside the wormhole, Li Ye felt the world spinning around him.
Even the protective light of the formation aboard Lu Ting's Butterfly Warship had been squeezed into a slight distortion.
It was easy to imagine that without sufficient cultivation, a sturdy physique, or a high-grade warship, anyone's body would be pulverized by the wormhole's force.
"Damn it, this feels like it's been forever."
"When will the transmission be over?"
Li Ye cursed loudly.
As far as he could tell, they'd been traveling through the Cosmic Wormhole for half a day already.
The wormhole's force battered his body like a ball, sending him bouncing in every direction. His stomach churned, and even his magical power couldn't keep him steady.
"It feels like half a day to me, too."
"The longer it takes, the farther we're traveling."
"Li Ye, just hang in there a little longer, okay?"
Lu Ting reassured him.
"If you dare talk to me in that elder's tone again, I'll lose it."
Li Ye glared.