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

"Thirty thousand years? Dude, you're really good at bragging, even better than my fans in my live stream."

Jiang Han sat casually opposite the lizard ghost.

He casually snatched the flickering kerosene lamp from the table, held it in his hand, and spun it around like a toy.

The dim light shone on his arrogant face, revealing a sinister air about him.

Anas: (Ծ_Ծ)

The ghost had clearly never seen such an unreasonable living person before.

Its eyes, which shimmered with ghostly fire, shrank back, and its long tail swayed uneasily under the chair.

"You...aren't you afraid of me?"

Anas's voice was like a cold wind emerging from a crack in the ground.

Jiang Han: (￣▽￣)

"I've even seen the First Emperor of Qin, you look like a giant gecko, what am I afraid of?"

"Tell me, what exactly is this car for?"

"Also, with a train running 10,000 meters underground, doesn't your boss think the fuel costs are too high?"

The chat room erupted in laughter.

[Hahaha! Jiang Shen's mouth is absolutely amazing! A giant gecko, please?]

[Anas: I'm an Ancient Sage of the Abyss, can't you give me some respect?]

[Jiang Shen: Respect is earned, not given.]

The ghost was completely bewildered; it was probably thinking, "Why are humans so difficult to manage these days?"

Anas remained silent for a long time, then let out a soft sigh.

It stretched out its withered finger and pointed to the dark red rock wall rushing past the car window.

"This car... is heading to the very end of the earth."

"There are the most terrifying prisoners brought back from the interstellar battlefield by the Qin Empire 30,000 years ago."

"That's the waste of the gods, garbage that even the void can't digest."

Anas stared at Jiang Han, his gaze becoming extremely complex.

"You possess the aura of a holy king, yet you... are ultimately just a mortal."

"Go back. If you go any further, your soul will be crushed to dust by the pressure of the earth's core."

Jiang Han sneered, a hint of violence flashing in his golden eyes.

"mortal?"

"In my life, what I hate most is being told what to do."

Jiang Han: (╬▔皿▔)凸

"I don't care if they're imprisoning gods or ghosts; if they're blocking my way, I'll chop them all up and feed them to the dogs."

Just then.

"Ugh—!"

A sharp, ear-piercing whistle suddenly rang out throughout the entire train.

The train, which had been traveling smoothly, suddenly began to shake violently.

"Snap! Snap!"

The metal of the carriage began to turn transparent, and countless eerie green runes appeared in the void.

An immense, indescribable repulsive force instantly locked onto Jiang Han.

"Oh no! The timeline is about to jump!"

Anas exclaimed in surprise.

"Those who didn't buy tickets will be forcibly erased by the laws of space!"

Jiang Han's eyes sharpened. He felt as if the air around him had turned into cement, squeezing his bones tightly.

"Trying to kick me off the bus?"

"dream!"

Jiang Han let out a low roar, and the pure Yang true energy within his body circulated wildly.

Dark red Qilin demonic patterns instantly covered his entire body, emitting a dazzling red light.

"Bang!"

The repulsive force was ultimately too great.

Jiang Han felt as if he had been slapped hard by an invisible hand.

He smashed through the transparent car window and was thrown into the void, thousands of meters below.

[Holy crap! Jiang Shen got dumped!]

[At that speed, if it fell, it would be turned into mincemeat!]

[Oh no, this is really going to be a leap of faith!]

Jiang Han performed a somersault in mid-air.

His eyes were fixed on the ghost train that was accelerating and turning into a streak of green light.

"Want to leave? Did you ask me first?!"

Just when everyone thought Jiang Han was about to fall into the abyss.

Jiang Han's feet actually landed firmly on the vertical, dark red rock wall.

"Sizzle—!"

The soles of the boots rubbed against the rocks, creating dazzling sparks.

Jiang Han didn't fall; instead, he resembled an enraged cheetah.

His pure Yang energy gathered in his legs.

"boom!"

The rocks beneath Jiang Han's feet shattered instantly.

He transformed into a golden streak of light, sprinting wildly towards the train along the sheer cliff face!

That's right, it's running on a vertical wall!

Jiang Han's speed was so fast that it even left many afterimages in the air.

His chest heaved violently, and his golden eyes were filled with a frenzied fighting spirit.

The viewers in the live stream went completely crazy.

[It's insane! It's absolutely insane! Jiang Shen is running vertically!]

He's chasing a train! He's chasing a train on a cliff face 10,000 meters underground!

[Newton! Come back soon! This world is unbearable!]

[Kicking the doorframe: This is a miracle! This is a real miracle!]

[This speed...it's already breaking the sound barrier, right? Jiang Shen is racing against the laws of space!]

In the shot.

Jiang Han's figure was getting closer and closer to the green train.

With each step he took, a huge crater would be shaken into the rock wall.

"Stop right there!"

Jiang Han let out a deafening roar.

He suddenly thrust out his right hand, and Hela's blood scythe ripped through the air, about to hook the tail of the train.

At that critical moment.

The entire ghost train suddenly vanished in a distorted green light.

It was as if they had never existed.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Han's blood sickle missed its target.

He stopped abruptly, his boots carving two deep furrows into the rock face.

He stood on the empty, sheer cliff, watching the darkness return to its deathly silence, and spat.

"They slipped away really fast."

Jiang Han: (‸)

He turned his head to look at the live broadcast camera, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Hey guys, did you see that?"

"These guys are feeling guilty."

Before the viewers in the live stream could recover from their shock...

Jiang Han suddenly looked down and shone the searchlight downwards.

His expression instantly turned extremely serious.

The rock wall below had an eerie sense of repetition.

The same cracks, the same color, even the shape of the pebbles he had just crushed was exactly the same.

This drilling rig is actually cloning itself!

"This place... has come to life."

Jiang Han said in a low voice.

From the depths of darkness, a dense sound, like countless babies crying simultaneously, began to emerge.

The sound was shrill and desperate, drilling straight into the brain from the eardrums.

Jiang Han sensed that he was less than a kilometer away from the so-called "Gates of Hell".

An unprecedented sense of crisis instantly enveloped his entire body.

Jiang Han suddenly lowered his head.

All I could see was eternal darkness beneath my feet.

A pair of giant, scarlet eyes, each over ten meters in diameter.

It was filled with endless resentment and hunger, and it locked onto his body.

[Warning! Warning! SSS-class forbidden creature—Hellhound—has been detected awakening!]

Current survival rate: 0.01%!

Jiang Han sneered and gripped the Blood Scythe tightly in his other hand.

"Finally... a worthy opponent has arrived."

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