"Whew..." Xiao Hua let out a long breath. It seemed he had been bitten by a snake once and feared well ropes for three years.
"Moreover, crossing between realms is no easy matter. There are countless hardships involved. Who knows when you will reach Xiaoyu Continent? Who knows whether you can break that immortal formation? Perhaps after you break it, you will discover that the Three Great Continents have already been destroyed?" Princess Zixia continued. "Or perhaps while you are returning to Xiaoyu Continent, the heavenly tribulation will suddenly descend. By then... you will no longer be able to control your own fate!"
"Alas, yes. The time left for me, for the Three Great Continents... is already running out!" Xiao Hua thought of the words of the Great Sun Tathagata World Honored One. Presumably, this was what he had seen when he displayed his great divine power at Thunder Sound Temple.
"One hundred years! No, merely ninety years!" Princess Zixia raised her head. The blush had yet to fade from her exquisite face, and tears now shimmered in her eyes. "Xiao Lang, I will wait for you for ninety years! If you do not return, I will be slain by the World-Ending Mayflies! Xiao Lang, you must remember—must return!"
Xiao Hua's heart ached, and he said softly, "Zixia, why must you..."
"Xiao Lang, you will slowly come to understand later!" Princess Zixia gazed lovingly at Xiao Hua. "Those in high positions may seem glorious, but they lose much as well! Many things can no longer be done as one pleases, and much must be sacrificed! Fu Zhiwen and the others know that the Creation Sect has a way to survive, but if the Creation Sect all leaves, then the Creation Sect—and True Person Xiao Hua—will surely be cursed for ten