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

10,000 meters above the ground, in the stratosphere.

The interior of this special-purpose aircraft, converted from a Y-20, is as luxurious as Air Force One, but at this moment, the atmosphere inside the cabin is eerily quiet.

Jiang Han lay in a specially made medical pod, his body covered with various monitoring electrodes. The sophisticated instruments that usually only appeared in science fiction movies were operating silently, and the data on the screens was scrolling wildly like a waterfall.

Li Zhenhua sat on the sofa next to him, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, his gaze fixed on Jiang Han, as if trying to see the traces of two thousand years on his calm face.

But he couldn't see anything.

Jiang Han's eyes were closed, and his consciousness had completely sunk into the system space.

It was a golden sea.

[Ding! S-rank mission "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Western Wilderness Chapter" completed!]

[Mission Rating: SSS (Perfect)!]

[Completion Rate Analysis:]

[1. Explore the Mayan underground world and uncover the truth behind the Shang Dynasty's eastward migration (100% completion)]

【2. Defeat Xu Fu's corpse puppet and destroy the human pill refining site (100% completion)】

【3. Sever the bronze Jianmu tree, cutting off the false god's energy supply (Completion 100%)】

4. Awaken and subdue the Fallen Yinglong, and sign a soul contract (Completion 120% - Exceeding Expectations)

5. Deter global powers and establish China's sovereignty over restricted areas (Completion rate 150% - Exceeded)

[Rewards being distributed...]

[Exploration Points Gained: 1,000,000!]

Looking at that long string of zeros, Jiang Han's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile.

One million!

This was definitely the biggest windfall he had ever made since acquiring the system. Not only did it make up for all his previous expenses, but it even multiplied several times over. With this money, he would have more trump cards in his upcoming actions.

[Host detected to have completed the S-rank hidden achievement "Godslayer (Fake)" - bonus special lottery draw!]

[Should we draw immediately?]

"smoke."

Jiang Han said without hesitation in his mind.

A huge golden wheel slowly appeared before his eyes, covered with ancient and obscure runes, each rune radiating a chilling pressure.

The roulette wheel began to spin, its speed increasing until it finally transformed into a golden blur.

"stop."

The light and shadow stopped abruptly, and the pointer froze on an eyeball icon that was reddish-gold.

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the divine ability: Candle Dragon's Eye (Beginner)!]

[Skill Description: Seeing is day, closing is night, blowing is winter, exhaling is summer. This is the innate divine power of Zhu Jiuyin, the god of Zhongshan.]

【Effect 1 - Causal Vision: Allows you to see the causal lines between all things, and perceive the source of malice, murderous intent, and curses directed at you.】

[Effect 2: Future Preview: Under extreme concentration, one can predict what will happen 0.5 seconds into the future (this ability increases with proficiency).]

[Side effects: Overuse will deplete mental energy and may even lead to blindness.]

The Eye of the Candle Dragon!

Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat.

This is a truly great supernatural power, involving cause and effect and the laws of time, far surpassing the previous Golden Eyes by many levels.

If Spider-Sense is a physical warning, then the Candle Dragon's Eye is a cheat code on a metaphysical level!

"Integration".

With Jiang Han's command, the crimson-gold eye icon transformed into two streams of scalding heat, instantly rushing into his eyes.

"hiss--"

In reality, Jiang Han, lying in the medical pod, suddenly gasped and gripped the handrails tightly with both hands. The handrails, made of special alloy, actually made a teeth-grinding twisting sound under his grip, and ten finger marks were squeezed out.

"Jiang Han! What's wrong?!"

Li Zhenhua, who had been staring at him, was startled and immediately dropped his teacup and rushed over. "Has the wound reopened? Doctor! Quick!"

Jiang Han did not answer. His body was trembling violently, and his eyeballs under his eyelids were rolling wildly, as if he were undergoing some kind of extremely painful transformation.

This pain was different from physical tearing; it was more like someone was holding a red-hot iron needle and slowly prying open his optic nerve, forcibly injecting some ancient and domineering force into it.

It took a full minute for the trembling to gradually stop.

Jiang Han suddenly opened her eyes.

For a moment, the entire cabin seemed to light up.

What kind of eyes were those?

His eyes, which were originally black and white, had turned crimson gold. The pupils were no longer round, but vertical, with rings of golden runes slowly rotating around them. They were as deep as black holes in the universe, or like burning stars.

Li Zhenhua only glanced at it before his mind went blank, as if his soul was being sucked in. His legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"This is......"

Jiang Han slowly sat up, the crimson-gold light in his eyes gradually receding and returning to normal, but the awe-inspiring pressure still lingered in the air.

At this moment, in his view, the world has completely changed.

It is no longer a simple collection of objects and colors, but a complex network composed of countless crisscrossing lines and energy blocks.

He looked at Li Zhenhua.

This battle-hardened old general was shrouded in a thick aura of bloodlust, the result of countless battles and killings he had accumulated by crawling out of piles of corpses. Mixed within this aura of bloodlust were also a few wisps of gray sickness, the hidden dangers left by years of overwork.

He could even see an extremely thin golden thread above Li Zhenhua's head, extending into the void—a causal thread connected to the nation's destiny.

"So strong..."

Jiang Han clenched his fist, savoring the new experience brought by those eyes, and felt an indescribable sense of control welling up inside him.

However, at that moment...

"Buzz—"

A sharp pain suddenly shot through his mind. The newly awakened Candle Dragon Eye seemed to have been subjected to some kind of intense stimulation, and it uncontrollably turned reddish-gold again.

A chilling sensation rose from the back of my head without warning and instantly spread throughout my body.

The feeling was like a frog being targeted by a venomous snake, or like standing naked in the freezing cold being simultaneously targeted by countless sniper rifles.

crisis!

A deadly crisis!

Jiang Han suddenly looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the heavy fuselage and the clouds, staring directly at the endless sky.

It did not originate from the ground.

It's not a missile.

It comes from... above!

[Warning! High-dimensional lock detected! A false god is watching you!]

The system's red alerts were exploding wildly in my mind.

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly contracted. In that instant, through the "causal vision" of the Candle Dragon Eye, he saw a thick, despair-inducing black causal line descending from space ten thousand meters above the ground, tightly connecting to his body.

At the end of that line was a huge, cold eye made up of countless mechanical gears.

It was watching him.

It's like looking at a bacterium under a microscope, trying to jump out of a petri dish.

"court death!"

The crimson-gold light in Jiang Han's eyes surged, and the Qilin tattoo on his chest instantly became as hot as a branding iron, with a violent and murderous aura soaring into the sky.

He didn't flinch, but met that gaze head-on and glared back fiercely!

"roll!"

He roared inwardly, mobilizing all his spiritual power and concentrating it in his eyes, transforming it into an invisible spiritual blade that slashed fiercely along the causal line.

"Sizzle—"

A crackling sound, as if from an electrical short circuit, seemed to echo from the void.

The black causal thread trembled violently, then recoiled abruptly as if burned.

Meanwhile, in near-Earth orbit thousands of meters above the ground, a mysterious spacecraft disguised as a weather satellite suddenly emitted a plume of black smoke. Its core chip overloaded and burned out in an instant, turning into space debris.

Inside the cabin, Jiang Han groaned, two streams of bright red blood flowing from his nostrils. His brain felt like it was being churned by countless steel needles, and the pain almost made him faint.

But he smiled.

His laughter was ferocious and arrogant.

"What's wrong, Jiang Han!"

Seeing Jiang Han suddenly bleeding from the nose, Li Zhenhua turned pale with fright and quickly grabbed some tissues. "Is this a side effect of what happened earlier? Quickly, call the army doctor!"

"fine."

Jiang Han casually wiped the blood from his nose, a crazed glint in his eyes. He pointed to the ceiling above him, his tone chilling:

"There was some unruly guy spying on me just now, so I poked out one of his eyes."

Li Zhenhua was stunned. He subconsciously looked up at the top of the cabin, but could see nothing but metal panels.

But he knew that Jiang Han never joked.

"You mean...the heavens?"

Li Zhenhua's voice trembled slightly. As a high-ranking official who had access to core secrets, he naturally knew what this meant.

"It's just a fly."

Jiang Han closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, concealing the fleeting weariness in his eyes, "Don't worry about it, we'll take it down sooner or later."

Looking at the young man before him, Li Zhenhua felt an indescribable shock.

They even dare to touch things in the sky...

Just how strong is this kid?

"Reporting, General! We are about to enter Chinese airspace!"

The pilot's excited voice came from the cockpit, "Two J-20s are escorting us! This is the highest level of courtesy!"

Jiang Han opened her eyes and turned to look out the porthole.

Above the clouds, two silver-gray fighter jets pierced the sky like sharp swords, the live ammunition mounted under their wings gleaming coldly in the sunlight. They stood on the left and right, like the most loyal guardians, escorting this hero who had just brought glory to our country overseas back home.

Looking at the familiar fuselage lines and the bright red five-pointed star on the wing, Jiang Han's tense nerves finally relaxed completely, and his eyes softened.

Go home.

But this is only a temporary respite.

He touched the tattoo on his chest; it was still burning hot.

The gaze of the false god did not disappear; it was merely temporarily repelled.

A new storm has just begun.