Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Although the rift healed itself in a single breath, the sharpness of that sword that cleaved the heavens and earth was undeniably real.

puff!puff!puff!

The sword light dissipated in mid-air, followed by a series of muffled explosions.

Everyone looked up and saw a smooth, mirror-like slash mark etched into the ground a hundred meters away, its edges gleaming with a cold light, revealing every detail.

"That's too domineering..."

"I dare say that that sword strike just now truly cleaved the void!"

Qiao Jingjing and the other two gasped in shock.

Even Li Hanyi herself had a hint of disbelief in her eyes.

"These are the soul skills from the Martial Soul world..."

"The power of this strike is actually comparable to my self-created 'Moonlit Evening and Flowery Morning' technique."

"No wonder all Soul Masters in this world flock to it—with a shortcut right in front of them, who would want to exhaust themselves to find another way?"

This is why, over the centuries, very few truly original combat techniques have been passed down through generations.

As for meditation? It is entirely dependent on the martial spirit—it does not involve meridians or the circulation of energy, but relies entirely on the instinctive operation of soul power.

Li Hanyi sheathed her sword, and Lin Quan slowly stepped forward: "Hanyi, how are you feeling?"

"The power of this soul skill is indeed no less than that of 'Moonlit Evening and Flowery Morning'."

"If we can gather all nine soul rings, we will have nine sword moves that can shake mountains and shatter the earth."

"While there are hidden dangers, each has its own merits—no world should be taken lightly."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Qiao Jingjing and the other two: first, the unique crystal core of Qiao Jingjing's world; then, the world from which Wang Yuyan came, which, despite its slightly lower rank, possessed a profound and enduring martial arts foundation; and now, the Martial Soul World—the seemingly dangerous soul rings and soul skills actually concealed hidden mysteries.

Indeed, each realm has its own strengths, and none should be neglected.

"Next, we will search for a compatible soul beast for Han Yi while also exploring the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

"Pay special attention to places where poisonous miasma is rampant, or where strange phenomena frequently occur..."

At Lin Quan's command, the group set off again.

As for the Windbreaker Mantis? Lin Quan only took off its pair of sickle-like forelegs, not even glancing at the rest.

Not to mention that there's hardly any flesh under that hard shell.

Just thinking about the fishy smell of the insect shell made him lose his appetite—eating insects? No way!

In just one day, Li Hanyi once again slew two more ferocious beasts that were over 50,000 years old. One of them was a giant bear with the bloodline of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, whose cultivation was approaching 60,000 years, and whose claws gleamed faintly as they tore through the air!

On the other side was a sub-dragon species with the blood of a true dragon flowing through its veins, its aura as violent as the sea, and its age approaching 80,000 years!

This soul beast is one of the recognized overlords within the core area of ​​Sunset Forest.

That's right—in this forest where no ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts dwell, anyone whose cultivation has crossed the threshold of seventy or eighty thousand years and whose bloodline is pure enough is a ruthless character who dominates the region.

"Although Sunset Forest is teeming with life, top-tier soul beasts are ultimately scarce..."

"They are everywhere below 50,000 years old, but there are very few above that."

After absorbing three soul rings in succession...

Within the entire core circle, the prey that can still catch Li Hanyi's eye are dwindling and disappearing at a visible rate!

"If we still can't find a suitable soul beast..."

"Once we get our hands on the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, we'll head straight for the frigid far north, or perhaps venture into the Starry Sky Forest!"

Once the consensus was reached and the idea was formed, the goal immediately shifted.

For the next three days, everyone put aside their hunting intentions and focused all their attention on the legendary land of ice and fire!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire was still nowhere to be found.

Lin Quan and his group had already thoroughly searched most of the core area.

Swah——

Just as a slight wavering arose in Lin Quan's heart,

Qiao Jingjing suddenly raised her hand, her fingertip pointing sharply into the distance: "The aura of a Title Douluo is pressing in!"

"Most likely, it's that Poison Douluo!"

Before she finished speaking, she frowned slightly, and her mental energy swept across the front like a tide—a figure with a poisonous green light emanating from its body was slowly walking towards her on the mountain wind.

Lin Quan immediately pressed on, asking, "What does this person look like?"

After hearing the description, his eyes darkened, and he had already made up his mind.

"Keep up!"

At a single command, there was no hesitation or delay.

Led by Qiao Jingjing, the group quietly followed behind Poison Douluo, maintaining a perfect distance.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the figure in front suddenly disappeared into a deep mountain hollow.

"The person is gone! There's something strange about that place—my spiritual power becomes sluggish as soon as I get close!"

"We passed by here without noticing... it turns out we were completely shrouded in some strange force!"

When the five of them reached the top of the mountain pass, they saw the mist rising below, like boiling water.

But as soon as someone gets close, the fog mysteriously dissipates completely.

Looking down further—deep in the valley, thick, poisonous miasma churned endlessly, enveloping the entire valley in a dense, impenetrable blanket.

Yet, above this bone-corroding poisonous mist, two completely opposite auras faintly emanated:

A chill that penetrates to the bone, a burning sensation in the lungs, ice and fire intertwined and roared silently!

Lin Quan and his companion exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, they nodded to each other.

"This is it."

The five figures had just stopped at the edge of the ravine, their tracks not yet concealed—

The poisonous miasma below suddenly churned, as if a giant beast had awakened!

Swish!

A figure carrying a foul stench burst forth from the miasma, its body writhing with poisonous gas like serpents, its face as cold and hard as iron.

It was none other than the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, who had just disappeared!

It turned out that it was the chaotic fluctuations emanating from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye that disrupted Qiao Jingjing's mental probing.

His gaze was sharp as a blade, coldly sweeping over Lin Quan and the other three—

With their auras fully unleashed and completely exposed, each one was firmly suppressed at the peak of the Soul Saint realm!

Judging by his age, he's probably around twenty.

But what truly made Dugu Bo's pupils shrink was Li Hanyi, who was standing on the far side.

He stared intently, but it was like looking into an abyss—he couldn't discern the cultivation level or measure the depth; he only felt a calm surface, yet undercurrents were surging beneath!

In his past, anyone who trespassed into forbidden areas, whether intentionally or unintentionally, would be executed on the spot.

But these five people in front of me—

The four youths already possessed Soul Saint-level combat power, a rarity in this era;

The woman in white was even more unfathomable; even he couldn't figure out her background...

For a moment, Dugu Bo also felt a sense of unease.

But this place is a matter of life and death for him, and he must not reveal a single detail!

"Since you did not intrude intentionally, leave immediately—pretend I never saw you today..."

"otherwise……"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a slight tremor in his heart.

A powerful aura belonging to a Title Douluo suddenly exploded from his body, like a raging tide crashing against the shore, causing the air to buzz.

"interesting……"

The oppressive aura swept over them, but Lin Quan and his group of five remained completely still.

In that instant, Li Hanyi's lips curled up slightly, and a glint of eager anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Swah——

A flash of cold light! A sharp, bone-chilling sword aura suddenly burst forth from her body. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, Lin Quan and the other three exchanged glances and their thoughts moved in unison.

Four deep, dark soul rings rose from beneath his feet in the blink of an eye, shining black as if they could absorb all the light around them.

"hiss……"

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted—Zhu Zhuqing had two thousand-year soul rings with flowing purple light wrapped around her waist, while the rest of them had ten-thousand-year soul rings that were as black as ink and gleamed with a cold light under their feet!

As a titled Douluo, he immediately determined that none of these spirit rings represented less than 50,000 years of cultivation!