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

"Crack—Bang!"

It was a tooth-grinding sound, like bones and metal breaking simultaneously.

Jiang Han's arms, like hydraulic presses, unleashed a terrifying force exceeding fifty tons.

He didn't open the door using any "three circles to the left, three circles to the right" method of deciphering the mechanism.

He chose the simplest, and also the most violent, way to open the door—

Pull it by force!

"rise--!"

With a roar, Jiang Han forcefully pulled out the two black rings that were stuck in the corpse's mouth!

But it's not just a circle.

As the ring was pulled out, two long, dripping black grease-covered metal spines were revealed behind it!

This scene was both disgusting and shocking.

It was as if Jiang Han had pulled the spines out of those two "gatekeepers" with his bare hands!

"Squeak—squeak—"

The living metal door, now disconnected from its vertebrae, emitted a dying groan.

The door panel, which was originally perfectly sealed, began to shake violently and shift due to the collapse of its internal structure.

Those metal muscles that were originally tightly attached to each other have now completely lost their grip.

"Boom—!!!"

The two massive doors, each ten meters tall, finally slid open to the sides under Jiang Han's brute force.

Like two pieces of lifeless flesh, they slumped down helplessly.

Dust and the stench of death erupted from the ground.

The door opened.

"call......"

Jiang Han casually tossed the two still twitching metal spines to the ground, making a crisp "clang" sound.

He shook the black oil off his hands, his eyes cold.

"Fancy and overly complicated."

This is his assessment of this so-called "high-tech" door.

The live stream room was now completely silent.

Several seconds passed before someone finally managed to send a trembling comment:

"It's...open already?"

"Violent aesthetics! This is what violent aesthetics truly are!"

"Give the door god a cramp? Jiang Shen, you're a real devil!"

"Who just said they wanted to unlock the secret? Before God Jiang, power is the only key!"

Everyone assumed that Jiang Han would stride in like a true explorer.

After all, the door had already been destroyed.

The passageway inside looked spacious and bright, paved with neat bronze bricks, and there wasn't even much dust, making it seem as safe as it could be.

Jiang Han did indeed lift his foot.

He took a step.

But just as his toes were about to touch the tunnel...

His movements suddenly froze.

It's like the pause button has been pressed.

The foot dangled in mid-air, neither falling nor retracting.

A bead of cold sweat slid down Jiang Han's forehead.

"wrong."

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just a moment ago, his [Eye of the Candle Dragon] flashed a warning, and a scene flashed through his mind—

He went inside.

Then, it shattered.

It wasn't an explosion, it wasn't poisoning.

Instead, the person was like a shattered block, instantly disintegrating into countless particles of dust invisible to the naked eye.

There was no pain.

It disappeared instantly.

"What's wrong with Jiang Shen? Is he stuck?"

"Go in! The First Emperor is inside!"

"Are you too tired?"

The audience was confused.

Jiang Han remained silent.

He slowly retracted his dangling foot, took a half-step back, and pressed himself against the dilapidated door frame.

He picked up a piece of rubble that had just been knocked away from the ground.

This is a fist-sized, bluish-black basalt rock, incredibly hard.

"Watch closely."

Jiang Han said in a low voice.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he gently tossed the piece of gravel into the seemingly empty passage in front of him.

The gravel traced a parabola through the air.

It flew into the passage.

Just as it flew in less than a meter away.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

There is no sound.

There was no fire.

There wasn't even a collision.

That hard basalt was as if it had passed through an invisible sieve.

It suddenly "dispersed".

It's not crushed into powder.

Instead, it transformed directly from macroscopic matter into microscopic particles!

One second it was a stone, the next it turned into a wisp of wisp of smoke and dissipated into the air.

It's as if someone erased it from the world with an eraser.

"..."

Dead silence.

Five billion viewers worldwide watched as the plume of smoke dissipated on the screen, feeling a chill run through their bodies.

What is this?

Laser?

No, lasers produce light and heat.

This is more like a... rule.

"Dimensional reduction cutting ray mesh".

Jiang Han's voice was somewhat hoarse.

He activated his Golden Eyes.

In his vision, the seemingly empty passage was filled with countless faint blue rays of light, ten thousand times thinner than a hair, invisible to the naked eye.

These rays of light intertwine to form an impenetrable net.

That was an absolute defense mechanism left behind by a false god from outer space.

By utilizing high-dimensional energy, any matter passing through the grid can be cut at the molecular level.

Whether you are a mortal or indestructible.

Any contact will result in annihilation.

Just now, if Jiang Han had actually stepped on it...

He's now just a wisp of air.

"What ruthless methods."

Jiang Han took a deep breath and glanced back at the two corpses he had burned.

He got it.

Those two faces are more than just batteries.

They are also the switches for this "death ray web".

The normal way to open the door should be some kind of complex decryption; only when the answer is correct will the net close.

Any incorrect touch, or violent demolition like Jiang Han's, will trigger this final trap.

Even if you blow the door open.

Going in is a death sentence.

"pity."

Jiang Han looked at the gradually dimming lights and said, "I've cut off your energy source."

With the two metal spines outside the door breaking, the radiation net, deprived of its power supply, is rapidly failing.

The pale blue light grew weaker and weaker until it finally went out completely.

Jiang Han picked up another stone and threw it in.

"Clatter".

The stone landed and rolled a few times.

Safe.

"call......"

Jiang Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Even he, having narrowly escaped death, was still shaken.

This Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum is indeed a place where every step is fraught with danger.

Moreover, this murderous intent has long exceeded the scope of ancient mechanical arts; it is entirely the work of that extraterrestrial civilization.

"Walk."

Without further hesitation, Jiang Han picked up his knife and stepped across the now-defunct death barrier.

He passed through the bronze passage.

Ahead, the view suddenly opened up.

But what appeared before him was neither the magnificent palace complex he had imagined, nor mountains of gold and silver treasures.

Instead, it was a huge, empty black square.

At the end of the square, a solitary black stone monument stands.

There was nothing else.

Jiang Han frowned and quickly walked to the stone tablet.

The flashlight beam shone on the stone tablet.

It was a black meteorite of unknown material, without any patterns on it, only four characters written in Qin Dynasty small seal script with blood-stained red ink.

That red, which has not faded after two thousand years, seems to still be flowing.

Jiang Han recognized the four characters.

His pupils trembled violently in an instant.

That is--