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

"Jiang Han, your heartbeat suddenly slowed down. There's high-dimensional radiation in this quicksand waterfall. Quickly turn the armor's filtering power to maximum!"

Over the communicator, Bai Ningbing's voice trembled slightly and became hurried, a tremor she herself was unaware of.

Inside the top-secret command center of the 749 Bureau in Yanjing.

Bai Ningbing leaned forward, placing her hands on the control panel.

Her black bodysuit was stretched into an astonishing curve by her full breasts, the fabric clinging tightly to her skin.

Fine beads of fragrant sweat slid down her fair forehead, flowed down her slender neck, and seeped into her deep cleavage.

Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes fixed on the shirtless man on the big screen.

Jiang Han stood atop the massive head of Kraken, the serpent of the mortal world.

He wasn't wearing any armor at all.

His strong, muscular body was exposed to the cold seawater.

The stream of ashes, shimmering with a ghostly blue light, continuously washed over his chest and eight-pack abs.

The pure-blooded Qilin tattoo on his back emitted a scorching dark red light, boiling the surrounding seawater.

Jiang Han raised her hand and wiped the water off her face.

"Colonel Bai, are you concerned about me, or are you just lusting after my body?"

Jiang Han's voice came back to Yanjing through the communicator, carrying three parts mockery and seven parts arrogance.

"This level of radiation isn't even enough to qualify me for a massage with a Qilin tattoo."

Inside the command center.

Bai Ningbing's fair cheeks instantly flushed red, the blush spreading all the way to her ears.

She bit her rosy lower lip, her full breasts heaving violently.

"That scoundrel! What kind of time is this to be making jokes like that!"

Bai Ningbing cursed inwardly, but her legs went slightly weak when she heard Jiang Han's voice, which was full of male hormones.

"Jiang Han! Be serious!"

Bai Ningbing shouted into the microphone.

"I'm on a mission, I'm being serious."

Jiang Han sneered and stomped heavily on Kraken's head with his toe.

Kraken let out a fawning whimper as its massive body continued to descend against the backdrop of the quicksand waterfall.

Passing through the thick layer of quicksand.

On the seabed plain ahead, several extremely large skeletons appeared.

These skeletons were over ten meters tall, with broken, enormous bone wings growing on their backs.

The surface of the skeleton emitted a faint fluorescent light, which stood out starkly against the dark seabed.

Jiang Han leaped down from the top of Kraken's head.

His feet landed firmly on the silt at the bottom of the sea.

He walked up to a huge, glowing skull, raised his right foot, and stomped down hard.

"Snap!"

He crushed the hard skull to pieces, sending bone fragments flying everywhere.

Jiang Han turned her head and looked at the live broadcast camera floating around her.

"Guys, look carefully."

"This is the Western birdman who tried to escape from prison back then."

"The Qin jailers didn't even bother with knives; they just used this quicksand waterfall to slowly slice them to pieces."

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Holy crap! The bones of a Western angel? They were just crushed by Jiang Shen with a single stomp?!]

[So brutal! I love it!]

[Xiao Yan: I thought Western mythology was so awesome, but it turns out they're just a bunch of escaped convicts compared to the Qin Dynasty!]

[Bai Ye: Western experts must be green with envy! Hahaha, that's great!]

In front of the screen.

Professor Smith, the chief mythologist of the United States, was trembling with anger.

He pointed at the screen and started cursing.

"Fuck! This is blasphemy against the Western gods! How dare he crush the skull of an angel!"

Professor Smith was so angry that he spat blood onto the screen and fainted.

Jiang Han didn't care about the Westerners' reactions at all.

He kicked aside the broken bones at his feet and strode forward.

The camera zooms out.

A magnificent dead city, composed of countless enormous blue crystals, appeared at the edge of the deep-sea plain.

There was no divine radiance.

There was only a chilling coldness and deathly silence.

The entire city is made of high-purity crystal.

Jiang Han stopped and pointed to Crystal City ahead.

"Don't be fooled by this Crystal Palace."

"The alchemists of the Qin Dynasty imprisoned the false gods of the West inside; this thing is essentially a 'high-dimensional juicer'."

"This entire city is a battery box specifically designed to drain the divinity and flesh of the Western gods to power the Great Qin Star Gate."

The billions of viewers in the live stream were horrified.

Holy crap! Using gods as batteries? Is the Qin Dynasty really that wild?!

[This will completely overturn your worldview! It will utterly shatter your existing beliefs!]

[I thought Atlantis was a fairy tale, but Jiang Shen tells me it's an interstellar slaughterhouse!]

Just then.

Countless eerie green lights appeared in the darkness of the deep sea.

Countless Abyssal Nether Rays emerged from the ruins.

They could smell the pure yang energy emanating from Jiang Han, as intense as the blazing sun.

Like a horde of zombies drawn by the scent of blood, the mutants pounced on him, their fangs bared, trying to tear his flesh apart.

"Jiang Han! Watch out on your left!"

Bai Ningbing shouted into the communicator, her voice shrill.

Jiang Han stood still, not even drawing the black gold ancient sword from his back.

"A bunch of beasts who grew up eating sewer swill dare to covet a real dragon?"

Jiang Han snorted coldly, raised one hand, and suddenly clenched his fist.

"boom!"

The raging Pure Yang Qilin Fire exploded with him at its center.

Crimson flames burned violently in the deep sea, defying the laws of physics.

The seawater within a radius of 100 meters was evaporated into an absolute vacuum in an instant.

Countless ghost rays didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized into ashes by the high temperature.

Large swaths of black ash fell to the seabed.

Jiang Han strolled leisurely through the ashes scattered on the ground into the deepest part of the main city.

The terrain ahead has changed.

Surprisingly, there is an inland lake here that has not been flooded by seawater.

A strange pink mist drifted across the lake.

The temperature in the air began to rise.

The atmosphere instantly shifted from the bloody slaughter to a tender and romantic one.

"Splash—"

The sound of rippling water filled the air.

A creature slowly emerges from the pink mist.

Her upper body was that of a stunningly beautiful young girl, and her lower body was a crystal-clear blue fishtail.

Her long, seaweed-like blue hair cascaded over her rounded, fair shoulders.

Water droplets slid down her exaggeratedly white and full breasts.

Those two astonishingly white mounds trembled slightly in the air, and the deep cleavage shone so brightly under the lights of the live broadcast camera that it made people dizzy.

Her skin was slightly flushed, with a smooth and alluring sheen.

The male fans in the live stream instantly went wild.

Holy crap! So white! So big!

[Wife! This is my wife whom I've been separated from for many years!]

[Who can withstand this?! Jiang Shen, go!]

[Xiao Yan: My nose is bleeding, this body is too hot!]

The Abyss Mermaid lay on the rocks on the shore, swaying her slender waist like a water snake.

She tilted her face up, a mixture of innocence and desire, and let out a soft moan that could melt anyone's bones.

"Huff... huff..."

Her breathing was rapid and warm, carrying a strange, sweet fragrance.

"Finally... a living man has arrived..."

The Abyss Mermaid stretched out her two snow-white arms, beckoning to Jiang Han with a pitiful expression.

"My benefactor, please hug me? I'm so cold..."

She pouted her rosy lips and looked at Jiang Han with a dreamy gaze.

Inside the communicator.

Bai Ningbing's breathing became completely disordered.

She stared at the alluring, snow-white woman on the screen, biting her lower lip until it bled.

A strong sense of sourness and crisis rushed to my head.

"Jiang Han! Don't touch her!"

Bai Ningbing shouted through gritted teeth, her voice filled with jealous anger.

"That's a high-dimensional contaminant! If you dare touch her, I'll never forgive you!"

"If he dares to hug that woman, I will absolutely not let him get away with it!"

Bai Ningbing screamed inwardly, her hands gripping the edge of the control panel so tightly it creaked.

Looking at that snow-white, delicate body, enough to make any man lose his mind,

There was no lust in Jiang Han's eyes, only a chilling brutality.

He slowly crouched down, his long, slender fingers pinching the mermaid's delicate chin, a cruel smile curving his lips:

"Hug you? Fine, I'll show you what real 'deep communication' is all about."

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