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

Jiang Han bent down, his slender fingers digging deep into the scorched, black soil, and grabbed a handful of powder.

Black powder slipped through his fingers, its texture delicate, yet it exuded a chilling aura and an eerie fluctuation.

He held the powder in his hand up to the live stream camera.

"This isn't soil."

His voice was as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion.

"These are ashes."

The breaths of billions of viewers in the global live stream momentarily froze.

Ashes?

This black earth covering the entire southern hemisphere of Mars is actually ashes?

Jiang Han seemed to hear their inner questions, and the mockery on his lips deepened.

"Thirty thousand years ago, the Qin expeditionary force arrived at Yinghuo and encountered the Western false god alliance that was entrenched there."

"Then, the Great Qin built a star-level furnace right here."

"They threw in all the captured false gods and higher-dimensional beings, along with their followers, and refined them alive."

"These black things are the residue left after they burned it."

He clapped his hands, as if brushing off something dirty.

"Garbage that doesn't even deserve to be used as fertilizer."

Upon hearing this, countless theological experts and religious leaders in the Western world, looking at the "ashes of gods" that Jiang Han had casually scattered on the screen, collectively collapsed.

Some people smashed their computers in a frenzy, while others knelt on the ground and wept bitterly; their faith was shattered in that moment.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room was filled with extreme fervor!

[Holy crap! Holy crap! This is the true martial spirit of our ancestors! Burning the Gods and Refining the Stars!]

[I knew it! What kind of bullshit Western gods are they? They're just fuel in front of the Qin's iron hooves!]

[Awesome! So awesome! This is even better than breaking their legs!]

Just as the barrage of comments was going crazy, the blood-red clouds above Jiang Han's head suddenly began to churn violently.

A drop of viscous, dark red liquid fell from the clouds and landed on the scorched earth not far away.

"Sizzle—"

There was no violent explosion, only a slight corrosive sound.

Where the drop of liquid fell, the ground was instantly melted through, creating a bottomless black hole from which pungent white smoke billowed.

Just one drop!

The viewers in the live stream almost popped their eyes out.

If it rains...

As if to confirm their fear, the next second, tens of thousands of dark red raindrops fell from the sky like a torrential downpour!

The entire southern hemisphere of Mars was instantly transformed into a purgatory of 100,000-degree heat and high-dimensional poison!

Each drop of fiery rain that fell vaporized the ashes of the gods on the ground once more, and the air was filled with distorted ripples powerful enough to cut through space.

[Run! Jiang Shen! This thing can melt everything!]

People will die! People really will die!

[It's over! It's really over! This is something no living being can resist!]

The screen was filled with desperate cries in the comments.

However, Jiang Han advanced instead of retreating.

A look of extreme disgust crossed his face, as if he was very unhappy with the terrible environment.

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a huge, dried leaf with golden patterns on its edges from the system space.

【Leaf of the Dead God】!

He held the huge leaf, which was at least two meters wide, above his head, like opening an umbrella.

The abyssal fire rain, powerful enough to instantly melt an aircraft carrier, slammed onto the leaf surface with a crackling sound, yet it couldn't leave even a trace. Instead, it was repelled and vaporized by an invisible force of law the instant it made contact.

Jiang Han, supported by a single "leaf," strolled leisurely through this infernal purgatory.

The terrifyingly high temperature around him caused his black combat suit to begin to carbonize and break down over a large area.

He frowned in disgust, finding the clothes really cumbersome.

The next second, he grabbed his collar with one hand and yanked it to both sides!

"Rip—"

The tough combat uniform fabric tore instantly.

He simply ripped off his tattered shirt, revealing a large expanse of his solid chest covered with dark red Qilin demonic patterns.

A perfect inverted triangle physique, every muscle is meticulously sculpted to the standards of ancient Greek sculpture, exuding explosive power.

Sweat trickled down his taut muscles, flowing over his clearly defined eight-pack abs, and finally disappearing into the hem of his pants.

Under the glow of the raging fire, the Qilin tattoo seemed to come alive, radiating a dark red light with every breath.

This scene, captured on live camera, struck the hearts of every female viewer with precision.

Dragon Kingdom, 749th round.

Bai Ningbing stared intently at the naked upper body walking in the fire rain on the screen, feeling her breath quicken, her whole body burning, and an indescribable heat surging from the deepest part of her body.

She instinctively squeezed her legs together, her pretty face flushed red.

"This man is insane... he's practically a walking poison of hormones..."

Jiang Han was completely oblivious to the immense psychological impact she had on women around the world.

He continued forward, using the leaves for support. The fire rain was now mixed with a nauseating stench of rotting flesh and blood, a thousand times stronger than before.

His eyes turned to extreme disgust.

The pure Yang energy automatically formed a filtering barrier at the tip of the nose, isolating it from the foul odor.

"It's not a natural phenomenon...it's a secretion from some kind of organism."

He was now certain that this rain of fire was not a meteorological spectacle at all.

He stopped in front of a dried-up abyss.

The rift valley is several kilometers wide and bottomless, resembling a scar on a planet.

Through the dense rain of red fire, a writhing, enormous black shadow, too large to be described in words, was slowly rising from the bottom of the valley.

Accompanied by a chilling tearing sound of slime and gusts of fishy wind that evaporate one's sanity.

Just a silhouette was enough to make countless viewers in the live stream feel extremely uncomfortable and nauseous, and they vomited on the spot.

Jiang Han stared intently at the ever-expanding, writhing black shadow deep within the rift.

In his mind, the system's piercing, blood-red alarm blared wildly.

Accompanied by the alarm, a stench strong enough to make the entire solar system nauseous swept over us.