Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

—With a muffled thud, it was like a meteorite crashing into a deep crater.

Jiang Han's feet landed heavily on the shoulders of a bronze terracotta warrior.

A tremendous impact force erupted instantly.

Click.

The bronze terracotta figure's shoulder blade made a crisp sound and collapsed.

Jiang Han used the momentum to roll over and landed steadily on the very edge of the formation.

The moment he landed, the black gold ancient sword in his hand was already held horizontally in front of him.

hum.

The blade trembled, emitting a low groan as if it longed to drink blood.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

Only the drone's propellers continued to hum overhead, transmitting this breathtaking scene in real time to hundreds of millions of viewers in front of their screens.

The camera zooms in.

close up.

These are not the dusty, grimy terracotta figurines in museums.

These terracotta figures have an eerie bluish-green color all over their bodies.

That's the color of bronze after it oxidizes.

But their skin texture, hair strands, and even the plates on their armor are so delicate that they make your scalp tingle.

What's most terrifying are their expressions.

Some screamed with their mouths wide open, some stared angrily, and some had their features twisted into a grimace.

It was as if, just a second before they were sealed away, they were still experiencing hellish pain.

"Guys, did you see that clearly?"

Jiang Han walked up to a soldier whose shoulder had been crushed by his foot.

He stretched out his finger and rubbed it on the broken wound.

zizi.

A burning sensation came from my fingertips.

That was the residual heat from before the molten bronze had completely cooled down.

No.

That's resentment.

Jiang Han brought her fingers close to the camera lens.

A smear of black powder clung to his fingertips.

There were also a few... grayish-white fibers.

"This is not clay."

Jiang Han's voice was cold, as if he were reciting an autopsy report.

"This is bone."

"Human bones."

He gripped the hilt of the knife with his other hand and slammed the butt of the blade into the soldier's chest.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The thin bronze outer shell cracked and peeled off.

Splash!

Inside was a curled-up, shriveled corpse.

The corpse's skin had fused with the bronze, presenting a disgusting texture that was half metallic and half fleshy.

"Human sacrifice".

Jiang Han coldly uttered four words.

"Throw a living person into boiling bronze liquid, and it will cool and solidify instantly."

"This is not the method of our ancestor Qin Shi Huang."

"Whose work is this?"

"Have we been manipulated by the rules, reduced to mere human form?!"

"This is also called... immortality."

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

The screen was filled with trembling comments.

"Ugh! I threw up!"

"This is scarier than a horror movie!"

"Tens of thousands of people were all cast from living people? That's too cruel!"

"Jiang Shen, run! This place is too yin! I feel them watching you!"

They are watching you.

This comment just appeared on the screen.

creak.

A very faint scraping sound came from behind Jiang Han.

It's like forcibly turning a rusty door hinge.

Jiang Han's ears twitched.

He didn't turn around.

But the muscles on his back tensed instantly, and the Qilin tattoo began to heat up.

Creak, creak, creak.

The sound grew louder and louder.

It's getting denser and denser.

From the initial single sound, it has grown into hundreds and thousands of sounds!

It's like countless rats gnawing on metal!

Jiang Han suddenly turned around.

The sight before him caused his pupils to contract sharply.

Moved.

Those bronze terracotta warriors that were originally lifeless have come to life!

Thousands upon thousands of bronze heads are slowly turning.

The metal joints at the neck rubbed against each other, causing large pieces of rust to fall off.

Those pairs of eyes, which were originally empty, now lit up with eerie green flames!

They are watching him.

Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on this only living person!

"Materialization..."

A crazy smile crept onto Jiang Han's lips.

"Is this the rule of the Qinling Mountains?"

"The fear of hundreds of millions of viewers, coupled with my subconscious sense of crisis..."

"You actually scared these dead people back to life?"

boom!

A loud bang suddenly came from the very front of the formation.

The earth trembled violently.

A giant bronze terracotta figure, three meters tall, slowly stood up.

It rode a bronze warhorse, also heavily armored.

Two streams of black, corpse-like gas spewed from the warhorse's nostrils.

puff--!

The corpse's aura sprayed onto the ground, instantly corroding the rocks into black water.

The general terracotta figure is holding a two-meter-long bronze broadsword.

It slowly raised its head.

Two red lights suddenly lit up beneath the bronze mask.

Those were two rubies.

No.

Those were two bloodshot eyes!

"roar------!"

The terracotta general's mouth is open.

What was emitted was not the roar of a wild beast, but a desolate, ancient war cry filled with endless killing intent!

"wind!"

"Strong wind!"

This roar seemed to transcend two thousand years of time.

Rumble!

The tens of thousands of bronze soldiers behind him simultaneously raised their long spears and slammed them heavily on the ground.

Neat and uniform!

Awe-inspiring!

"Wind! Strong wind!"

"Wind! Strong wind!"

The sound waves crashed over us like a tsunami.

Jiang Han's hair was blown wildly backward.

that moment.

He was no longer facing a group of monsters.

Instead, it was the Qin warriors who swept across the land and unified the world!

This is the spirit of the army!

This is the embodiment of the military spirit of the strongest army in Chinese history!

The live stream feed was shaking.

The signal was interfered with by a very strong magnetic field, resulting in large areas of snow.

"Holy crap! I'm blown away!"

"This oppressive atmosphere! Is this the army of our ancestors?"

"It's over! Jiang Shen is really doomed this time! How are we supposed to fight this? This is an army!"

"One person against an entire nation? That's hellish difficulty!"

Faced with this overwhelming charging momentum.

Jiang Han did not back down.

He even sheathed the knife.

then.

He slowly took a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

pat.

The lighter's flame stubbornly burned brightly in the fierce wind.

ignite.

Take a deep breath.

call--

White smoke billowed out, instantly dispersed by the battle roars.

"The elite warriors of Qin?"

Jiang Han's fingers, holding the cigarette, trembled slightly.

It's not fear.

It's excitement.

It's that kind of excitement where your blood is burning when you encounter an unparalleled enemy!

"What a grand display."

He flicked his cigarette butt hard at the bronze general.

The spark traced a red parabola across the sky and struck General Ma right on the nose.

"pity."

Jiang Han gripped the knife handle again.

The red light on the Qilin tattoo behind him surged, as if a fiery Qilin was roaring on his back.

"The present era."

"It no longer belongs to you!"

Clang!

Draw the knife!

Jiang Han's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already rushed into that torrent of steel!

"kill!"

The Bronze General let out a roar.

It suddenly pulled on the reins.

Herod!

The bronze warhorse reared up, its two huge front hooves stomping down with tremendous force towards Jiang Han's head!

at the same time.

The two-meter-long bronze broadsword swept across with the force to cleave mountains and rivers!

Waaah—!

The shrill sound of the air being torn apart pierced the eardrums.

Jiang Han had no way to avoid it.

He didn't want to avoid it either!

"Open it!"

Jiang Han held the knife in both hands and, facing the huge horse's hoof, swung the knife up!

Head-on clash!

when!!!

A deafening clang of metal echoed through the valley.

Sparks flew everywhere, as dazzling as fireworks.

A tremendous force traveled through his entire body from the hilt of the sword.

The rocks beneath Jiang Han's feet crumbled instantly, and his legs sank deep into the mud.

But he blocked it!

That bronze warhorse, weighing several tons, was actually forced back three steps by his single strike!

"roar!"

General Bronze clearly hadn't expected that this tiny insect would possess such power.

It was enraged.

He raised the broadsword in his hand again, and it was now wrapped with a layer of black lightning!

That's... the protection of the nation's destiny?

Or is it the magic power of a half-step Corpse Immortal?

【warn!warn! 】

[Energy fluctuations at the "half-step Corpse Immortal" level were detected!]

[The opponent is protected by the Qin Dynasty's national fortune! Physical defense increased by 99%!]

[Immediate evacuation recommended! Immediate evacuation recommended!]

The system's red alert flashed frantically on my retina.

Jiang Han smiled.

He laughed wildly and arrogantly.

"Evacuate?"

"If I leave, who's going to carry these millennia-old zombies out of here?"

"today."

"Either it dies."

"Or... I'll kill it!"