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

"Where...is my...child?"

This chilling thought, like ten thousand frozen knives, slices across the souls of seven billion people worldwide.

The smiles on the faces of the Chinese audience, who were just basking in the ecstasy of "Dragon God's protection," vanished instantly.

In the 749 Bureau command center, Ji Boda's cigarette, which he had just lit, fell to the ground with a "thud." He slumped into his chair as if his spine had been removed, his face deathly pale.

"It's over...it's over...Jiang Shen...he stole the dragon egg..."

In the White House, the generals, who had just been discussing whether to convert to the Eastern Divine Dragon, were now like chickens with their necks choked, their mouths agape but unable to utter a sound.

After a three-second silence, the live stream chat went completely wild.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! So it turns out Jiang Shen was the egg thief?!]

[Dad's come knocking! Jiang Shen, give the egg back to him right now!]

[Oh no, this is really the end of the world! That was just the appetizer, this is the main course!]

[Jiang Shen: I was so engrossed in watching the drama that my own house collapsed.]

The whole world believed that a true war of gods, capable of destroying the planet, was about to be ignited by a "stolen egg."

The world leaders, their faces pale, pressed the emergency activation button for the underground bunkers.

However, Jiang Han, who was at the center of the storm, showed no sign of panic.

He simply raised an eyebrow, giving off an "Oh, so that's what it is" look.

"Tsk, troublesome."

He even had the leisure to complain to the system in his mind.

"Tongzi, you're taking the blame for this. You were the one who encouraged me to take it in the first place."

The system's mechanical voice immediately sounded.

[Ding! This system has detected that the dragon egg will lose its vitality if left in place. The host has saved the dragon's bloodline and deserves its eternal friendship.]

Jiang Han curled his lip, too lazy to argue with this system that only knew how to shift blame.

Under the horrified, speechless gaze of the world, he slowly raised his hand and casually made a gesture in the air beside him.

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of nowhere.

Then, he reached into the crack and, like taking eggs from a henhouse, pulled out a palm-sized black baby dragon that was dozing off.

The baby dragon was fast asleep and looked bewildered when it was pulled out. It rubbed its eyes with its chubby little paws, then skillfully coiled itself around Jiang Han's arm, affectionately rubbing against his skin, and making satisfied purring sounds in its throat.

It was the hatchling that hatched from the S-grade mutated dragon egg that Jiang Han had casually taken from the Burial Dragon Yin Pool.

This scene was clearly broadcast to the world through the live camera.

Seven billion people worldwide are collectively petrified.

The tense atmosphere was instantly replaced by an indescribable sense of absurdity.

What the world thought was the trigger for the end of the world turned out to be... this guy's pet?

Above the sky, the ten-thousand-meter-long Candle Dragon, upon seeing the young dragon, saw the raging fire in its eyes dissipate at a visible speed.

What followed was intense curiosity.

Its mountain-like dragon head cautiously moved closer to Jiang Han.

He could clearly sense that his child was emanating a rich and pure aura of the Jianmu divine remains.

That aura held a fatal attraction for Him.

A moment later, the ancient language of the Great Candle Dragon, slightly awkward and like the friction of metal, rang out again.

This time, however, it wasn't a question, but more like... a request?

"That world...the tree..."

"I...I'm going too."

These words once again left audiences around the world speechless.

What's going on?

The revenge seeker came knocking, but it turned into... looking for a roommate?

Isn't this plot twist a bit too outrageous?!

But the most outrageous things are yet to come.

The young Zhulong coiled around Jiang Han's arm immediately bristled upon hearing the words of the Great Zhulong.

It raised its head and hissed threateningly at its massive kin.

『(▼盘▼)』

The meaning was clear: This is my tree! My owner! Don't even think about it!

The next second, it wrapped tightly around Jiang Han's body, using its small size to assert its dominance.

Jiang Han felt annoyed being stared at by the two dragons, one large and one small.

He just wanted to get rid of those two guys as soon as possible, and then go to Fengxian Village to see what was going on.

"Alright, all of you go inside and sort it out yourselves."

Jiang Han frowned. In order for them to enter together, he was forced to completely open the entrance to the Mirror Realm in front of the whole world!

"boom--"

A colossal gate, a hundred times larger than the previous rift and radiating endless divine light, opened in the void!

The mere wisp of its aura instantly revived the spiritual energy of countless famous mountains and rivers on Earth, causing exotic flowers and rare herbs to grow wildly, and countless mortals who took a breath of it felt all their ailments cured!

Through that door, audiences around the world witnessed a sight they would never forget.

The remains of the Jianmu Divine Tree, whose top is unseen, stretch across the entire world.

A colossal, mountain-like abyssal black water corpse dragon humbly coiled on a tree trunk, even lowering its head in a fawning manner upon sensing Jiang Han's aura.

A black seven-day cicada slept on a tree branch, and the surrounding space seemed to be filled with garbled text because of its presence.

Beneath the divine tree lies a boundless golden ocean composed of the purest energy!

At that moment, the whole world understood.

Jiang Han is not only a strong person.

He is a god.

A creator god who possesses an independent world...!

All the world's top tycoons, heads of state, and members of the Longevity Club, upon seeing that world, had an unprecedented greed and madness in their eyes!

eternal life!

New world!

That is the ultimate universe!

Upon seeing the Mirror Realm, the Great Candle Dragon let out a roar of excitement. It even wisely threw its treasured Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Mysterious Ice Jade Bed into the realm as payment of rent, before plunging headfirst into the gate of light.

Seeing this, the young dragon hurriedly chased after it, as if it wanted to compete with it for a good spot on the Jianmu tree.

Jiang Han casually closed the entrance, and the divine realm scene disappeared.

He helplessly shrugged as he looked at the now completely silent live stream room.

"Sigh, I just came to watch the fun, but I didn't expect to end up with two dragons as guests."

This nonchalant remark about Versailles made countless viewers green with envy.

After a half-minute silence, the comments erupted in an even more frenzied manner.

【I didn't offend any of you, why are you making me watch this? (っ- ‸ -)っ】

The difference between people is greater than the difference between a person and a dog...

[Jiang Shen! Jiang Shen! Does your world need a gatekeeper? Someone with a college education who can bathe by themselves! Please take them in!]

The world leaders slumped in their chairs, their eyes glazed over, muttering to themselves.

"A new world... God... So, this is the real God..."

After showing off, Jiang Han remembered that there was still a "little bug" on the ground that he hadn't dealt with.

He took off on his sword, the black and gold ancient blade slicing through the sky, and soon arrived above the ruins of the collapsed mountain range.

The mental energy swept across like a large net.

Before long, he sensed the faint, almost extinguished life force of the ancient sage Anas beneath a pile of rubble.

With a casual gesture, Anas's tattered ghostly body was lifted from the ruins by an invisible force and suspended in front of him.

"You're pretty lucky to be alive," Jiang Han said.

He hadn't even had a chance to ask where Behemoth had been thrown.

When Anas, who was on the verge of death, saw Jiang Han's face clearly, his two ghostly eyes burst with ecstatic joy and piety.

He seemed to have forgotten his injuries, and with all his strength, he performed an exaggerated yet ancient abyssal salute to Jiang Han in mid-air.

His aria-like, fervent voice, filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe and finding his final resting place, resounded throughout the live broadcast room.

"Oh, it's you! My master whom I've been searching for for thirty thousand years! My noble... princess!"

Jiang Han: "?"

His perpetually indifferent expression froze upon hearing the words "Your Highness."

"(ㅍ_ㅍ)......This old man is not only blind, but he also talks a lot."

Audiences around the world were stunned.

Your Highness... Princess?

What kind of plot twist is this?

Under the watchful eyes of the world, Jiang Han looked at the "loyal minister" who was weeping bitterly in front of him and ground his back teeth.

Then, the hand that was holding Anas "accidentally" slipped.

"ah--!!!"

Anas, the ancient sage of the abyss who had lived for 30,000 years, let out a mournful scream from 10,000 meters in the sky, and crashed straight into the depths of the ruins below like a tattered sack, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Jiang Han withdrew his hand and glanced coldly down below.

Having said that, he no longer cared about Anas's life or death, and his sword transformed into a streak of black light, heading straight for the direction where Behemoth had disappeared.

It left the world's seven billion viewers utterly bewildered in the wind.