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

--"traitor."

These two words were like two rusty iron nails, driven hard into the eardrums of everyone present, carrying a venomous resentment that made one's teeth ache.

The entire room fell silent.

All eyes immediately turned to Qin Qifeng.

Although those Qin army zombies clad in armor had no eyeballs in their eye sockets, their palpable killing intent pressed down like a mountain.

Li Zhenhua's hand was already on the holster, and the special forces around him raised their guns in unison, their infrared sights densely focused on Qin Qifeng's brow.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, as if it would explode at any moment.

However, Qin Qifeng, who was at the center of the storm, only paused for a moment.

Then, a stiff, even somewhat eerie smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"hehe."

He let out a dry laugh, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows. "Looks like these tomb-guarding soldiers think I'm one of those tomb raiders from back then. After all, I can't wash off this earthy smell."

The explanation is far-fetched.

But it's also quite reasonable.

After all, he is an archaeologist who spends many years in tombs, so it's perfectly normal for him to be covered in the aura of corpses and yin energy.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, a cold golden light flashing in his golden pupils.

He's watching.

Look at Qin Qifeng's "qi".

To ordinary people, Qin Qifeng was a kind old professor. But in Jiang Han's view, the old man's body was a deathly gray chaos, completely lacking the three fires a living person should possess!

This old thing is definitely not a living person.

"Put your guns down."

Jiang Han spoke calmly, breaking the deadlock, "Professor Qin is our guide. Without him, we can't move an inch in this underground palace."

Li Zhenhua glanced at Jiang Han, and although he had doubts, he still waved to signal the end of the alert.

Qin Qifeng turned his head and gave Jiang Han a deep look, a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Thank you for your trust, Consultant Jiang."

"You're welcome." Jiang Han walked to his side, lowered his voice, and said in a tone only the two of them could hear, "Old Ghost, don't play games with me. If you lead me astray, I'll make you the first one to sacrifice."

Qin Qifeng's smile froze for a moment.

"Let's go."

Jiang Han straightened up and waved his hand, "Enter the inner city!"

Although the outer terracotta army formation was strange, no large-scale riots occurred in the face of Jiang Han's Qilin aura and the heavy firepower of the modern army.

The main force advanced rapidly, passing through the outer burial pits, and arrived at a huge underground plaza.

This is the true entrance to the underground palace.

But the road was blocked.

Ahead lay a pitch-black abyss, and on the other side of the abyss were nine tightly closed stone doors, each carved with a different ferocious beast relief.

"Nine Gates Lock Soul".

Qin Qifeng stood at the edge of the abyss, pointed to the other side, and said, "Nine Gates, one life and eight deaths. If you go the wrong way, you'll be trapped in quicksand and a sea of ​​fire, beyond the reach of even a god."

"Get the equipment on!" Li Zhenhua waved his hand.

Several technicians immediately set up sonar detectors and geological scanning radar.

"Beep beep beep—buzz—"

However, as soon as the instrument was turned on, the screen was filled with static and alarms blared incessantly.

"Report! Abnormal magnetic field! All equipment malfunctioning!"

Li Zhenhua's face was grim: "What happened?"

"There's strong magnetite here, or... some kind of interference formation," Qin Qifeng said quietly. "Modern technology here isn't as useful as a compass."

As he spoke, he pulled an old compass from his pocket and began rapidly moving his fingers across it.

"Qian (☰) is three unbroken lines, Kun (☷) is six broken lines..."

Qin Qifeng muttered incantations, and his footwork was surprisingly professional.

Ten minutes later.

He stopped and pointed his withered fingers to the leftmost door.

The door was carved with a ferocious taotie, its mouth wide open as if it were about to devour everything.

"The gate of life is there."

Qin Qifeng said firmly, "That's the water level. Water benefits all things without contention; it's the only way to survive."

Li Zhenhua looked at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han didn't speak, but activated his Golden Eyes and looked at the "Gate of Life".

In his view, black mist billowed into the sky behind that door, and countless wronged souls roared; it was clearly a death trap where no one could survive!

That old devil is trying to drag everyone into this mess!

"What? Consultant Jiang doesn't trust the old man?" Qin Qifeng looked at Jiang Han with a half-smile.

"I believe it, of course I believe it."

Jiang Han's lips curled into a cold smile.

He suddenly drew the black gold ancient sword from his back and slammed it into the door on the far right!

The door was carved with a Pixiu with its eyes closed. It looked ordinary and even a bit dilapidated.

"But I'm a rebellious person by nature."

Jiang Han drew his sword, the tip pointing at the Pixiu gate. "I choose this one."

"No!" Qin Qifeng's expression changed drastically, his voice becoming shrill. "That's the fire element! Fire overcomes metal; going in will be like being pierced by a thousand arrows! You'll kill everyone!"

The surrounding expert team also tried to dissuade him: "Mr. Jiang, you can't just mess around with feng shui!"

"Old Qin is a true titan!"

"Hundreds of millions of people are watching the live stream, don't be reckless!"

The comments section was buzzing with arguments.

Did Jiang Shen overestimate his abilities this time?

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise; shouldn't we listen to the experts in this field?

That old man looked creepy; I don't trust him!

Jiang Han ignored all the noise.

He walked to the Pixiu gate, took a deep breath, and suddenly lifted his right foot.

Qilin bloodline, erupt!

"boom!"

Stomp down!

Instead of stomping on the door, he stomped on the floor in front of it.

The earth trembled violently, and the seemingly solid stone slab shattered instantly, collapsing to reveal a broken stone tablet underneath.

The stone tablet is prominently engraved with four large seal script characters:

[By mandate from Heaven]

The entire room fell silent.

Qin Qifeng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and for the first time, genuine terror appeared on that dead face.

"How is that possible..." he muttered to himself, "How did you know the key to the formation was here?"

Jiang Han withdrew his foot and patted the dust off his trouser leg.

"Because I am a living person."

He looked coldly at Qin Qifeng, "And the dead only point to the dead."

"Open the door!"

At Jiang Han's command, the engineering corps quickly moved forward to carry out the demolition.

"Boom!"

The Pixiu door shattered instantly.

There were no traps or hidden arrows behind the door, only a white marble staircase leading deep underground. The eternal lamps on both sides lit up the moment they came into contact with the air, illuminating the path to the core of the imperial mausoleum.

That is the path of emperors.

Qin Qifeng stood there, staring intently at the road, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, drawing black blood.

Jiang Han walked to his side and gently patted his shoulder.

"Old ghost, next time you want to harm someone, remember to wash off the stench of death from your body."

After saying that, Jiang Han stepped into the passageway without looking back.

Qin Qifeng stared at his retreating figure, his eyes filled with a venomous resentment, like those of a poisonous snake.

"Jiang Han..."

"You may get in, but you might not get out."