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

The thick, grayish-white fog rushed towards him like a living thing, swallowing Jiang Han's figure whole.

As soon as Jiang Han stepped into this area, he felt a strong sense of suffocation.

The fog was extremely thick, carrying a nauseatingly sweet and fishy smell and a pungent, corrosive chemical odor.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

The nano-liquid metal suit that Jiang Han was wearing, specially supplied by Bureau 749, began to emit fine white smoke.

The concentration of mercury-like malevolent energy in this mist has reached a terrifying level, enough to instantly dissolve the flesh and blood of an ordinary person.

"Ugh..."

Er Gou, who was right next to Jiang Han's legs, let out a low whimper of pain.

Its prized liquid metal tail became sluggish and stiff under the wash of the grayish-white mist.

This is the natural fear that lower-order metals have of higher-order rules.

Er Gou was so frightened that he trembled, his huge body almost shrinking into a ball, clinging tightly to Jiang Han's trouser leg, not daring to move even half a step away from the three-meter radius around him.

"Promising."

Jiang Han glanced at it coldly, but did not stop walking.

He did not activate any protective shields or use any items.

He allowed the deadly poisonous energy to wash over his body.

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The Five Elements Mini-Cycle (Water, Wood, Fire, Metal) is in full swing!

The mercury toxins that tried to invade his pores were forcibly refined and decomposed the moment they came into contact with the Qilin Fire and the origin of metal, turning into the purest energy that nourished his limbs and bones.

The more toxic it is, the more nourishing it is!

Jiang Han strode through the mist.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, but Jiang Han's ears were far from peaceful.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Strong wind! Strong wind!"

"It hurts... let me out..."

From within the mist, the sounds of warhorses neighing, weapons clashing, and the chilling, agonizing screams from the mass graves could be heard.

These are the spiritual imprints left by the countless wronged souls and war demons who died in this tomb over the past two thousand years, amidst the malevolent aura.

Although the viewers in the live stream couldn't smell anything, the eerie whispers transmitted through the audio collector had already sent chills down their spines and made them break out in a cold sweat.

"There's something fishy about this fog!"

"It's so oppressive, I feel like I can't even breathe."

"Just how strong is Jiang Shen's mental fortitude? I would have gone crazy long ago."

Jiang Han turned a deaf ear to this kind of spiritual pollution.

His eyes gleamed with gold as he stared intently ahead.

We traveled through the fog for about ten minutes.

Sudden.

Jiang Han stopped in her tracks.

A massive black silhouette suddenly appeared in the grayish-white mist ahead.

It was like a colossal beast stretching across the heavens and earth, blocking the way.

Jiang Han took two steps closer.

The fog dissipated slightly.

That wasn't some monster, but a colossal doorway that towered into the clouds!

There were no doors, only two lonely pillars and a crossbeam at the top.

The door frame is ten meters high and five meters wide.

It has a deep, dark gold color throughout, and although there are no patterns carved on the surface, it exudes a sense of weight and majesty that makes people want to worship it.

Jiang Han reached out and touched the edge of the door frame.

It was icy cold.

That kind of coldness seemed to freeze one's soul directly.

[Ding! High-purity special substance detected!]

The system notification sound exploded in my mind.

[Item Name: Extraterrestrial Gold Door Frame!]

[Era: Qin Dynasty!]

[Material: 100% pure meteorite gold, forged by combining the supreme national fortune and dragon vein energy of the Qin Empire!]

[Item Level: Mythical (Fragment)!]

[System Assessment: This item contains extremely high energy and can be selectively recycled by the system!]

[Recycling Price: 100,000 Exploration Points!]

"100,000 points!"

A single door frame is worth 100,000 points!

This is enough to exchange for several S-level life-saving items.

The viewers in the live stream went wild when they saw the estimated value provided by the system.

"Ten thousand! Jiang Shen is rich!"

"Hurry up and tear it down! Take even the door frame! Don't leave anything for Brother Zheng!"

"This is absolutely the most expensive door in history!"

Faced with such a huge temptation, Jiang Han simply withdrew his hand.

He looked at the comments on the screen, all urging him to "tear down the door," and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"They even dismantle the door frame; that's the mindset of tomb raiders."

Jiang Han's voice echoed in the empty mist, revealing an arrogant and domineering air.

"I've come all this way to overthrow his throne."

"A mere 100,000 points? You think you can make me bow down?"

As soon as he said this, the live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments like "domineering" and "cool king".

Jiang Han ignored the door frame.

He stepped across the dark gold threshold and peered into the doorway.

Behind the doorway, there was no magnificent palace as expected.

It was a huge, bottomless sinkhole!

A staircase carved from a single piece of pure black jade extends downwards from the edge of the door frame.

It hovered and twisted, eventually disappearing completely into the dark, dense abyss below.

That is where the First Dragon truly rests.

"Thump...thump..."

Standing on the edge of the steps, the sound of my heart beating became clearer than ever before.

Each pulsation was accompanied by a visible black sonic wave that spread upwards from the bottom of the abyss.

On the back of Jiang Han's hand, which was gripping the black gold ancient sword, the veins bulged out.

He could sense it.

What's hidden down there is definitely not a dead person.

Rather, it is a terrifying source capable of destroying the world.

"Ergou, keep up."

Jiang Han took a deep breath of the cold air mixed with mercury poison, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.

"Don't die on the way."

Before he finished speaking, he took the first step out of his military boots and onto the black staircase leading to hell.

We went down about a hundred steps.

The surrounding gray-white mist seemed to have been dispersed by some force, and the field of vision opened up a little.

Jiang Han suddenly raised his head, his dark golden vertical pupils contracting sharply.

He saw it.

Supporting this enormous underground abyss are several bronze pillars that require ten people to encircle.

And this moment.

On the indestructible bronze pillar within Jiang Han's sight.

It was covered with huge, shocking claw marks, several feet deep!

It's like the mark of despair left by some unimaginably huge monster that was once locked to this pillar and struggled frantically!