Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

A few breaths after the sword light faded, the dried corpse that had been struck began to crack inch by inch, then peeled away in a flurry, turning into fine dust that scattered with the wind.

Completely, without leaving a trace, without any mark!

With a single sword strike, dozens of dried corpses were completely annihilated.

Lin Quan's pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of heat flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Power and Li Hanyi's sharp sword intent are indeed effective in eradicating the root of these half-illusory, half-real, ghost-like evil spirits; while ordinary attacks, even if they can injure them, are unlikely to shake their essence. As for those solidified flesh and blood demons? As long as their strength can suppress them, they are nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs.

"You all step back, I'll handle this."

Lin Quan stepped forward and nodded slightly to the two women.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

He paused, and suddenly streaks of silvery-white electricity crackled and popped across his body.

Boom—

In the blink of an eye, the lightning surged, becoming so violent it seemed to tear the air apart. Within a few meters of him, electric snakes danced wildly, and thunderclouds churned, transforming the area into a boiling hell of lightning!

"go!"

With a flick of his finger, a bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm slashed out, striking straight at the horde of dried corpses in front of him.

Rumbling--

Thunder roared and lightning surged.

The dried corpse crumbled upon contact, disintegrating into ash in the blinding light before it could even struggle; even the surrounding murky black aura was scorched by the thunder's power, hissing and evaporating inch by inch—this was true restraint!

Thunder is extremely powerful and fierce, especially effective against evil and filth. Faced with this half-corpse, half-ghost body, they have no power to resist whatsoever, and can only collapse completely.

"It's still Quan Ge's thunder that's most appealing to these dirty things!"

"Thunder is divine punishment, the epitome of masculinity, and it's specifically designed to break through the treacherous and sinister—I definitely made the right choice!"

Seeing dozens of dried corpses silently vanish in the lightning, Lin Quan no longer hesitated.

With a thought, the thunder in the sky suddenly surged and expanded to more than ten meters away in an instant.

Rumbling--

Wherever the lightning struck, the black mist lingering within the manor was torn apart and evaporated; the dried corpses that crawled out of the cracks were swallowed by the lightning as soon as they appeared, turning into ashes and scattering away.

Swah——

Lin Quan's figure flashed, moving with the lightning, and a blazing white bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky.

Lin Quan moved swiftly and stood beside Qiao Jingjing, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing directly at the corpse demon.

"My husband..."

"Jingjing, use your spiritual thorns to nail it to the top of its head!"

Before she could finish speaking, Qiao Jingjing's fingertips trembled slightly, and her mind was already set on something—

A spiritual sharpness, seemingly solid, suddenly erupted, like a quenched silver needle, silently piercing the air.

The corpse demon, which was roaring and charging forward, suddenly stiffened, its roar abruptly ceasing, as if it had been struck on the top of its head by an invisible giant hammer.

The surging black mist around it also paused, like frozen ink waves, suspended in mid-air.

Lin Quan's pupils contracted slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

This beast indeed retains some divine consciousness!

But in the blink of an eye, it twisted its neck, and an even more violent howl exploded from its throat, and the black energy surged and boiled again.

"He has some brains, but it's just fake intelligence built on rotten flesh."

"My soul has long since dissipated; only my obsession remains to sustain this wretched body."

"Suppressing it with your spirit for a time won't hurt its root; to truly destroy it, you must cut away its bones and burn its flesh!"

In just this round of attack and defense, Lin Quan had already figured out the details of the Corpse Demon almost perfectly.

Crackling sound—

He clenched his fist, and lightning suddenly gathered. In an instant, a long sword crackling with purple and white electric arcs took shape in his palm.

Swish!

Before the sword arrives, the wind splits first.

The corpse demon's fur stood on end, its eyes bulged, and it involuntarily took three steps back, its claws scraping against the blue bricks with a piercing, sharp sound.

scoff!

As the lightning blade swept past, it tore a white line through the air, making the entire courtyard appear as if it had been split in two.

The sword trembled slightly, and the corpse demon's left arm was severed in response, gushing out foul blood like a spring, emitting a pungent stench.

As soon as the severed arm hit the ground, crimson lightning and fire burst forth, the flames swirling and crackling.

In less than three breaths, the stench of burning filled the air, and the severed arm turned into a handful of grayish-white ashes, scattering in a soft rustling sound.

"Awooo—!!!"

Only when the ashes fell to the ground did the Corpse Demon suddenly awaken, roaring wildly to the sky with a sound like tearing silk.

The black energy exploded with a roar, like an inverted tide of ink, rolling and pressing in all directions.

Sizzle... sizzle...

But as soon as the black mist reached within a few feet of the forest, his robes fluttered without wind, and lightning suddenly shone brightly on his body, crackling and exploding continuously.

The black mist disintegrated upon contact, like snow meeting boiling oil, instantly evaporating and disappearing.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Before Lin Quan could move again, Qiao Jingjing suddenly frowned and lowered her voice to a whisper:

"My lord, do you feel... the ground shaking?"

Lin Quan's Adam's apple bobbed, and before he could utter a word, his brow twitched.

With her level four awakened perception, she couldn't be wrong.

really--

In less than two breaths, Zhu Zhuqing's fingertips paused slightly, frost appeared on Li Hanyi's sleeves, and the sword at Fu Qingfeng's waist vibrated slightly with a hum.

A gloomy, chilling aura was rushing up from the depths of the earth, heading straight for the foot of Zhengqi Manor!

The aura was extremely strange, neither like that of a living thing nor like that of death, but rather like a rusty coffin that had been buried for a hundred years, being slowly pried open...

Lin Quan turned his head and nodded slightly to Qiao Jingjing.

"snort."

Before the cold snort had even faded, Qiao Jingjing's eyes sharpened, and her mental energy slammed into the ground like a heavy hammer, penetrating right to her feet!

The aura that had just crept to the feet of the group suddenly stopped, its entire form frozen beneath the soil.

The next instant, it was as if it was gripped tightly by an invisible force and forcibly lifted out of the ground!

Swah——

A silvery-white afterimage tore through the air and shot out from the crack in the ground, so fast that only a streak of light remained.

Only then did everyone finally see clearly who the person Qiao Jingjing had forced out of the ground was.

He wore a faded gray Taoist robe with frayed cuffs, and had a handsome appearance with clear and bright features.

What's most striking are those eyes—clear and bright, yet empty and shrouded in a layer of naivety, like a fledgling who has just left the mountain gate and hasn't even been frightened by wild dogs many times.

Before Lin Quan and the others could speak, the man had already bowed respectfully, his waist bent neatly and naturally: "I am a sorcerer from Kunlun, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, greetings to all of you esteemed scholars!"

"One leaf falling heralds autumn..."

Upon hearing the name, Lin Quan, Qiao Jingjing, and the other two's eyes lit up simultaneously, a glint of intelligence flashing within them.

Although it was their first time meeting, they had heard this name from Lin Quan more than once before.

Not only him, but also Yan Chixia's name was familiar to them.

Unexpectedly, they ran right into it at this very moment when demonic energy was surging and the aura of corpses was overwhelming.

This person's aura was deep and profound, clearly indicating that he had already reached the realm of a Grandmaster; upon closer inspection, his aura was as deep and vast as the ocean, subtly surpassing that of ordinary Grandmasters, and approaching the threshold of the Divine Ascension Realm.

Just as everyone's gaze settled on him, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu grinned and, with an air of familiarity, clasped his hands in greeting and asked again, "May I ask your honorable names?"

"I came here specifically to cleanse the demons and subdue the evil spirits, having sensed the overwhelming malevolent energy emanating from this place."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Quan glanced quickly at Qiao Jingjing, then raised his chin at Yi Ye Zhi Qiu and curled his lips.

The smile on Yi Ye Zhi Qiu's face froze instantly. She blinked, hesitated for half a second, and then abruptly turned her head to look behind her—

"Hiss... A corpse demon!?"