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

Jiang Han walked to the bronze pillar.

This pillar is so thick that even ten people couldn't wrap their arms around it. Its surface is covered in green rust, and it feels icy cold to the touch.

Those pottery jars were hung on copper hooks on the pillars.

The jar closest to the ground was right next to Jiang Han.

The jar wasn't big, about the size of a basketball. The clay face on top had its features distorted and squeezed together, looking like it was crying or laughing at the same time.

Jiang Han reached out his hand.

"Click."

He took the jar off.

It's very light.

There doesn't seem to be much inside.

He brought the jar close to his eyes and shook it.

"rustle."

Something is making a sound.

Jiang Han drew his black gold ancient sword and gently tapped the mouth of the jar with the hilt.

"Clatter".

The sealant has broken.

A strong medicinal aroma wafted out. It smelled so good, almost cloyingly so, that just one whiff made you dizzy.

Jiang Han turned the jar upside down.

A dark, indistinct object fell out.

That was a... person.

Or rather, it was once a human being.

It was only the size of a palm. Its head was as big as a bucket, but its limbs were shriveled up like thin, dry firewood, curled up in front of its chest. Its skin was all black, as if it were wrapped in a layer of iron.

Its eyes are open.

There's no white in its eyes, it's all black.

It is looking at Jiang Han.

The live stream room was deathly silent.

Several seconds later, the comments section exploded with activity.

"Holy crap! What is this thing?!"

"A child? Is this a child?"

"Ugh... I threw up..."

"Is this even human-made?!"

"That's outrageous!!!! Sister, don't come any closer!!! Don't look!"

Jiang Han's fingers trembled slightly.

The golden eyes lit up.

A line of small, blood-red characters appeared above the mass.

[Item: Residue from a failed attempt at making Ren Dan (human pill).]

[Note: These are the remains of three thousand boys and girls taken away by the supposed Xu Fu during his eastward voyage. They were sealed in elixir jars, filled with mercury and dragon blood, in an attempt to refine "Ascension Pills." This is the residue from the failed attempt.]

dregs of medicine.

Three thousand boys and girls.

Jiang Han raised her head.

This bronze pillar was covered with countless such jars, stretching all the way into the darkness overhead.

It was all medicine residue.

"brute."

Jiang Han gritted his teeth and squeezed out those two words.

The "dregs" on the ground suddenly moved.

Its hand, as thin as a matchstick, grabbed Jiang Han's trouser leg.

The mouth opens and closes.

No sound.

But Jiang Han understood the lip movements.

That's ancient Chinese from two thousand years ago.

"pain......"

Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat.

It is still alive.

Trapped in this jar for two thousand years, unable to live, unable to die.

This is Xu Fu's secret to immortality.

This is what is called "God".

Jiang Han squatted down.

He wasn't disgusted by the dirt; he reached out and gently touched the frighteningly large head.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Han's voice was very soft, as soft as if she were coaxing a child to sleep.

"Uncle will take you home."

"call--"

The Qilin Fire ignited in his palm.

The flames were gentle, without that scorching, crackling sound.

The "dregs" slowly turned to ash in the fire. The distorted expression on its face disappeared, replaced by a peaceful one.

Jiang Han stood up.

His eyes changed.

If he only wanted to kill people before, now he wants to completely demolish this place.

"system."

Jiang Han shouted in his heart.

"I am here."

"I'm going to destroy all these jars."

[Warning: Destroying the alchemy jar will release a large amount of resentment, which may cause the bronze pillar (Jianmu) to go out of control and collapse.]

"I told you."

Jiang Han gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

"It's all destroyed."

[Quest Triggered: The Liberation of the Undead.]

Objective: Destroy all the pill jars.

[Reward: Immeasurable merit.]

Jiang Han made a move.

He charged toward the bronze pillar like a madman.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The Black Gold Ancient Blade transformed into a black whirlwind.

One by one, the earthenware jars were chopped into pieces.

One by one, deformed monsters fell to the ground.

Jiang Han did not stop.

The Qilin Fire followed closely behind, engulfing all the remains.

The firelight illuminated the entire underground space.

Crying could be heard everywhere.

It was not a cry of fear, but a cry of relief.

"Smash! Smash them all!"

Jiang Han was blinded by rage. He stepped on the protrusions on the pillars and hacked his way up.

One hundred.

Five hundred.

One thousand.

The bronze pillar began to tremble.

Originally, these jars were used to filter the volatile energy in the dragon's blood. Now that the jars are broken, the red energy is freed and begins to run rampant within the pillar.

"Buzzing—"

The pillar became scorching hot. The green rust began to peel off, revealing the reddish-brown metal inside.

Like a red-hot iron rod.

Jiang Han's hands sizzled from the heat, and his skin and flesh were charred.

But he didn't let go.

The Qilin bloodline was boiling, healing his wounds.

He is racing against time.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The last jar broke.

Jiang Han hung in mid-air, panting heavily.

The area below had become a sea of ​​fire.

Three thousand vengeful spirits, transformed into specks of firefly light, rose from the sea of ​​fire, circled Jiang Han once, and then slowly dissipated into the air.

Jiang Han looked at the points of light and grinned.

very ugly.

But he felt great.

"Boom!"

The bronze pillar beneath their feet suddenly began to shake violently.

The black heart, no longer restrained, began to beat wildly.

The entire pyramid is about to collapse.

Jiang Han raised her head.

Above you is the tip of the pyramid. There is a huge, inverted funnel-shaped object directly opposite the top of the bronze pillar.

That's an interface.

This pillar is actually a straw.

It was inserted into the dragon's heart, drawing blood to feed the creatures above.

"Eat? I'll let you eat your fill!"

Jiang Han shoved the knife back into his back and gripped the scalding pillar with both hands.

"rise!"

He was like a gecko, braving the high temperature, frantically climbing upwards.

Regardless of who is in charge.

Today, we must die.