Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The restrictive collar around his neck could crumble into dust with a flick of a fingertip.

Frustrated by the constant entanglements, Zhong Guohong made a decision on the spot—to wipe out the Time Mutation Administration.

In the blink of an eye, he had been teleported to the core hall of the Administration headquarters.

First, use the treasure basin to scan all the central data and equipment diagrams, then raise your hand and crush the collar with a crisp crack.

"You guys make a living by controlling time, so superpowers are practically useless against you."

With a slight thought, the Minghong Blade burst forth from the sky, the power of chaos surging into its blade. He slashed horizontally with the blade, clean and decisive.

A violent blade aura swept across the entire area, leaving everything in its wake in silence.

As the blade flashed and cleaved, one after another, the silver-white domed buildings collapsed, crumbled, and vanished.

With the power of primordial chaos infused into its intent, the Minghong Blade unleashed a devastating slashing force.

All the timers, time anchors, and jump calibrators collapsed. Without these, the remaining staff couldn't even delay for a second.

As the blade swept past, the three Time Guardians were instantly obliterated before they could even assume a defensive stance.

"Parallel universes are full of Infinity Stones, so it's not surprising that they're here."

He ransacked the place, then tore through time and space, stepping back into Xuyang Manor in the real universe.

"The Time Mutation Administration Bureau is history. Next up is the Cosmic God Group."

"It's clearly written in the comics that the multiverse was created by the Celestials."

129,599 parallel worlds, all created by them.

The real universe was forcibly torn apart by the Cosmic Gods, giving rise to countless branching spacetimes.

The original, unified universe was thus shattered into incomplete mirror fragments.

Zhong Guohong knew perfectly well that, given what he had done over the years, the Cosmic Gods Group would come knocking on his door sooner or later.

Sure enough, the plot of the American variety show world had just fallen apart when the Time Mutation Bureau came knocking to hold them accountable.

At this rate, it won't be long before the envoys of the Cosmic Gods will personally descend to hold him accountable.

In the eyes of those gods, planets are nothing more than petri dishes, and intelligent life is merely a sample to be tested.

"The coordinates of Apokolips are a mystery, and the Celestials' lair is nowhere to be found—let's just wait for them to run into the line of fire."

Shaking off distracting thoughts, Zhong Guohong released his divine sense to carefully scan the black stone.

Blackstone controls spatial jumps, while Whitestone specializes in time travel.

He found remnants of interstellar teleportation arrays in both replicas of the Earth and the Moon.

Unfortunately, the spirit stones and immortal stones were all missing, rendering the two great formations useless.

The solid energy generated by the treasure basin cannot activate the array's core at all.

In the American variety show universe, he could travel freely using magical portals;

Once inside the replica galaxy within the treasure basin, the magical portal completely malfunctioned.

To open up pathways between the planets, he had no choice but to fight the Black Stone relentlessly.

As for Shiraishi? He was of little value to him.

He replicated the timeline of the Milky Way, past and future, but he was all alone.

The Treasure Basin's reset function can restore the entire galaxy to its initial state at any time.

As for the so-called "future"? His cultivation level is not high enough, and he cannot bring people inside, so it is just empty talk.

Back in the American universe, he already possessed time magic and time-related abilities, so Shiraishi was not a necessity at all.

Based on a rough assessment, the black stone capable of tearing through space is clearly more worthy of in-depth exploration.

After more than three months of work and smashing thousands of black stones, Chung Kwok-hung finally created the first black stone portal.

One after another, the Rising Sun spaceships, fully loaded with teleportation portals, headed towards various planets.

He stepped into the portal that replicated Earth, and in a flash, he appeared on the surface of the moon.

"One-way transmission consumes too many resources—this portal is far from perfect."

If there are no urgent matters, he devotes himself to improvement day and night.

"As long as the vibration frequencies of the two portals are exactly the same, a two-way channel can be created."

"Then let's build a frequency modulation controller..."

Two hours later, the upgraded Blackrock Portal landed.

"We've already dug three feet into the ground to replicate the moon. First, we'll clear out the resources, then we'll focus all our efforts on digging to replicate the Earth."

With a thought, a large number of equipment teleported to the newly reset replica Earth.

He squandered the energy stored in the treasure basin to mass-produce a huge number of mechanical devices.

After giving Xiaobai a few brief instructions, the excavation array replicating Earth's infrastructure immediately roared to life and began operating at full speed.

Previous surveys only penetrated a few hundred meters into the Earth's surface; now he aims to reach the Earth's core.

Anyway, it can be reset with a single thought, and even if the replica Earth is pulverized, it can be restored to its original state in an instant.

"After digging up and replicating Earth, we'll then gnaw on and replicate Mars; we'll replicate all 300 trillion planets in the Milky Way, leaving none out—and then reset them all, consuming negligible amounts of energy."

While replicating Earth's archaeology, he unearthed a vast amount of cultivation techniques;

While replicating his lunar exploration, he broke into the Moon Palace, felled the laurel tree, and was granted the Golden Eyes of Truth.

Both the replicas of Earth and the replica of the Moon bear the marks of a star teleportation array.

As expected, there will be more traces of cultivators in the replicated Milky Way.

After resting for several days at Xuyang Villa, Chung Kwok-hung once again stepped into the replica Earth.

Using his teleportation technique (passing through rocks and walls), he sank straight into the earth, heading straight for the Earth's core.

After circling deep within the Earth's core, they found no legendary palaces or pavilions, only a few strange minerals that gleamed with an eerie light.

"The scorching flames at the Earth's core can't harm me, so why not take a trip to the sun?"

He drove his light-speed armored vehicle straight toward the star, becoming more cautious the closer he got to the corona.

After taking off, he hovered steadily at the edge of the sea of ​​fire, inching closer and closer to the golden crow.

His pair of discerning golden eyes had long been perfected; the blinding light was nothing more than a faint glimmer in his eyes, without any obstruction.

Stepping onto the surface of the sun, his figure flashed and moved like lightning; his divine sense spread out like a net, sweeping across all directions repeatedly.

"The Sun Palace? Does the sun really have a palace?"

As the majestic, undulating palaces came into view in the distance, he paused for a moment, his breath catching in his throat.

In the next instant, they had already reached the palace gate and stepped inside.

The ancient and vigorous reliefs on the wall, with the inscriptions flowing with starlight, gave him a jolt upon closer reading—the master of this Sun Palace was not Donghuang Taiyi, but the Sun Emperor who held the power of the Great Sun.

"The Starry Sky Teleportation Array... can be viewed, but cannot be activated."

He immersed his consciousness into the statue of the Emperor, and a vast amount of information surged into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Blazing Sun Scripture - A secret manual of pure Yang fire, it promotes the simultaneous cultivation of essence, qi, and spirit."

"The power of the true fire of the sun far surpasses that of the diluted Vermilion Bird Flame."

After circling the palace, there was nothing else to be found.

The palace was filled with the finest materials for crafting weapons, materials that were extremely rare, but unfortunately he was not skilled in the art of weapon crafting and could only lament in vain.

"The sun is vast and boundless, and the Eastern Palace may be hidden deep somewhere... One day, I will find it."

He quickly calculated the time, and his figure vanished in an instant.

Back at Xuyang Mountain Villa, after a hearty meal to cool off, I practiced a set of powerful boxing techniques.

Feeling relaxed and refreshed, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind clear, and began to circulate the Blazing Sun True Scripture.