Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"You've already gone weak in the knees?"

"If you were to witness firsthand how Pudu Cihang tears off a person's skin, you would probably tremble with fear."

"Still clinging to the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, heading straight for the capital? That's like throwing your life away."

Lin Quan glanced at him sideways, silently scoffing in his heart—"pedantic."

Among the crowd, only Li Hanyi, who came from the same strict old world, still had a sliver of understanding for Fu Tianchou's blind loyalty; even Zhu Zhuqing, who had grown up in the cage of etiquette and law, couldn't help but frown slightly.

But the more one learns about the truth of the main world, the more one understands: the shackles of feudalism not only bend the back, but also the mind. Persuasion is a waste of effort; teaching requires bloodshed.

The corpse demon before us is the cruelest lesson yet.

If the true nature of the Bodhisattva of Compassion is revealed, and the overwhelming power of this living demon is added—even if Lin Quan personally ties Fu Tianchou up and sends him to the capital in a carriage, he would probably stop halfway and tear the imperial edict into paper money with trembling hands.

"My husband, my dear sister Hanyi, please cover for me—I'm going to check out this thing's capabilities!"

Before she finished speaking, Qiao Jingjing had already taken a half step forward, her eyes shining brightly like a leopard eyeing its prey.

The appearance of this corpse demon reminded her of the zombies in her own world—except that the zombies there ate flesh and blood with a virus, while this one in front of her was an evil spirit that was dragged back to the mortal world by resentment after it had died completely!

"Go for it!" Lin Quan nodded decisively.

Swah——

The moment the thought arose, an invisible mental force exploded like a raging tide!

The surrounding ruins responded: blue bricks floated in the air, rubble hovered, and broken beams were three feet off the ground, all frozen in mid-air, as if gripped by a giant hand.

"hiss……"

Lin Quan and the others remained unmoved, having long been accustomed to this; but Fu Qingfeng and her two daughters all gasped in shock, their fingertips turning icy cold.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Qiao Jingjing clenched her fingers, then suddenly swung them out—

Dozens of rubble and the entire ruined wall hurtled towards the corpse demon like arrows released from a bow, accompanied by a shriek!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The moment the stone struck the black mist, it exploded in a blinding flash of light, sending fragments flying like shrapnel! A cloud of smoke and dust rose into the air, completely engulfing the hideous giant shadow, the gray mist churning and lingering for a long time.

The corpse demon, which was over ten feet tall, was forced to retreat step by step by this brute force. With each step it took, it plowed two deep trenches into the ground!

"roar--!!!"

The Corpse Demon was enraged, letting out a non-human roar from its throat. The black energy instantly boiled like boiling water, surging and expanding wildly in all directions!

The flying rubble and bricks, regardless of size, scorched, cracked, and peeled off inch by inch the moment they touched the edge of the black mist, just like snow meeting the scorching sun...

The black aura emanating from the corpse demon seemed to carry the chilling cold of a thousand years of decay; the moment it touched the air, it made one's bones stiffen.

The blue bricks on the ground instantly softened and crumbled, turning into fine gray-white sand that slid down along the direction of the spreading black mist.

The Corpse Demon was attacked by Qiao Jingjing repeatedly, and it staggered backward, its steps unsteady. However, there was not a trace of blood on its charred flesh, not even a scratch!

Even more terrifying was that the thick black fog churning above the villa suddenly surged violently, like boiling water bubbling in a pot.

Click! Click! Click!

The ear-piercing sound of bones dislocating tore through the deathly silence. From the crack in the ground from which the corpse demon had crawled out, one after another withered, dried corpses suddenly opened their eyes, straightened their backs, and used their hands and feet to scramble out of the ground!

In less than a few dozen breaths, hundreds of mummified corpses emerged from the crack, their fingernails scraping against the bluestone, causing a sharp pain in one's eardrums.

"hiss--"

Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, their throats tightened, and they all gasped in shock.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Zhu Zhuqing's figure blurred, leaving only an afterimage. The next instant, she had already swept past the entire row of dried corpses—wherever the shadow passed, sharp claws tore through the air, and cold light flashed.

A series of muffled thuds followed. Before the dried corpses could even get close, they were torn in half, dismembered, and shredded. The limbs and remains exploded like withered leaves, falling to the ground with a rustling sound.

In the blink of an eye, all the approaching dried-up corpses were annihilated.

But the fissures in the ground seemed to breathe like living things; as soon as one crumbled, another pushed through the loose soil and revealed stark white finger bones—a continuous stream, growing denser and denser with each kill!

Zhu Zhuqing rushed back into the crowd, sweat beading on her forehead: "Something's not right...something's really not right!"

"No matter how shredded I tear them, they'll wriggle and piece themselves back together!"

"I'll do it."

Li Hanyi lowered her brows, touched the ground with her toes, and suddenly stepped forward.

With a raised hand, the Iron Horse and Ice River roared as they were unsheathed, and frost instantly spread for three zhang.

With a flick of her wrist, the sword light, like a winter blizzard, slashed down from the air!

Wherever the cold light reached, the dried corpses crumbled inch by inch before they could even roar, freezing into dust; a crack dozens of steps long appeared on the ground, the solid ice a deep blue, the cold air condensing into white mist, and even the air itself was covered in fine frost.

Many of the dried corpses froze on the spot as soon as they were hit by the sword energy, their bodies covered in frost, and they were frozen into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

Click!Click!Click!

Li Hanyi snapped her fingers, and the ice sculpture shattered into dust.

But before the dust even hit the ground, wisps of black smoke rose up and snaked back into the crack in the ground—

The black mist churned within the crevice like waves of ink, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds more dried corpses surged out, more numerous, faster, and more frenzied than before!

The more you kill, the more there are!

Li Hanyi stared at the black smoke that had gathered again on the ground, his voice slightly deep: "Ordinary sword energy cannot cleave their roots."

"These things get bigger the more you chop them!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

While Zhu Zhuqing and Li Hanyi were locked in a fierce battle with the dried corpse, the corpse demon in the distance was being forced back by Qiao Jingjing. Its ferocious head was tilted to one side and its ribs were protruding, but there was no blood or injury.

Lin Quan suddenly raised his voice: "Bamboo Purity—Power of the Netherworld!"

Before she finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing had already transformed into a dark stream of light, instantly appearing in front of the nearest dried corpse.

With fingers spread wide, before the claw wind even arrives, a wisp of eerie blue flame rises from the fingertips—a ghostly aura that can even erode time itself.

The sharp claws pierced the dried corpse's chest silently.

The desiccated corpse didn't even have time to twitch; its torso quickly turned gray, shriveled, and cracked, then turned into a wisp of green smoke, which was blown away by the wind and completely dispersed.

Completely, without a trace.

No resurrection, no reunion, no remnants.

The surging black energy within the dry corpse was completely crushed and burned away by Zhu Zhuqing's attack, leaving not a trace behind.

As soon as the black mist dissipated, the dried corpse instantly crumbled, leaving not even ashes behind, only a wisp of green smoke curling away and disappearing.

"It works..."

As the scene unfolded before their eyes, Zhu Zhuqing, Li Hanyi, and Lin Quan almost simultaneously raised the corners of their lips, their smiles fleeting yet perfectly synchronized, requiring no words.

"Hanyi, you should also try your sword intent."

Seeing that the power of the Netherworld had a miraculous effect on the dry corpse and could completely erase its existence, Lin Quan turned his gaze and steadily fixed it on Li Hanyi.

Li Hanyi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if a cold star flashed across her pupils.

Swah——

Suddenly, an unstoppable aura of sharpness erupted from her, as fierce as a double-edged sword being drawn from its sheath, forcing people to subconsciously hold their breath and look away.

Before she finished speaking, she had already drawn her sword.

A bright sword light tore through the air, flashing past so fast that it left only a blur.