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

"Since it doesn't want to open the door, I'll build one myself."

The wisp of golden flame at Jiang Han's fingertip landed on the empty door frame.

There was no violent burning or explosion.

The golden flame, like a drop of scalding aqua regia, fell onto the thin paper.

"Sizzle—"

The entire space emitted a labored, mournful cry.

The air at the door frame began to twist and fold rapidly, like a curtain being crumpled by an invisible hand.

Everyone in the live stream was stunned.

[Holy crap! What's going on?!]

[Has Jiang Shen gone mad? He's trying to force his way in when there's no door?]

[No! This is clearly a spatial restriction! Forcibly breaking it will cause serious harm!]

Where are the experts from Bureau 749? Come out and explain! Is this scientifically sound?!

At the 749 Bureau Command Center, Long Guozhu and others were speechless.

science?

In front of Jiang Han, the word "science" had long become a joke.

They could only watch as the man on the screen shattered all the physical laws they knew in a way they couldn't comprehend at all.

Jiang Han ignored the advice and incomprehension expressed in the live stream.

He stretched out his other hand, running his index finger across his palm.

A drop of golden blood seeped from the fingertip.

The drop of blood didn't fall; it hung in the air, radiating a sun-like light, as if concealing a terrifying world within.

Qilin blood.

He flicked his finger.

The drop of golden Qilin blood was smeared onto the door frame, which was constantly twisting and turning from the golden flames.

"Bang!"

It's like pouring cold water into boiling oil.

The entire ancestral hall shook violently.

The space at the door frame was forcibly burned through by the domineering power of the Qilin blood, creating an irregular black hole.

At the edge of the rift, turbulent spatial currents surged, and flashes of electricity flickered, creating a terrifying atmosphere that sent chills down one's spine.

This is not a door at all.

This is a death tunnel leading to an unknown dimension, a highly unstable one.

Jiang Han didn't even blink.

As soon as the crack formed, he stepped into it.

The world turned upside down.

A tearing sensation came from all directions.

The live stream camera also became unstable at this moment, with the image shaking and tearing wildly before finally going dark.

This state lasted for less than two seconds.

When the image became clear again, everyone gasped.

They arrived in a completely new world.

Beneath my feet lies an endless, slowly flowing sea of ​​clouds.

Above us was an underground dome emitting a faint glow, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Before them stood a massive bronze tomb, silently suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

The entire tomb is cast in bronze and its surface is covered with ancient runes, giving it a cold, deathly, and oppressive feel, as if it were not an artificial object.

Its scale and grandeur are ten thousand times greater than that miniature model from before.

This is the real ancient tomb of the Earth Immortal.

Oh my god... they really got in...

That was fake... This is the real one! A tomb floating in the sky!

[This is spectacular... Is this really something humans could build? I feel like I'm watching a mythological movie.]

My megalophobia is acting up... Looking at that bronze tomb, I feel like I can hardly breathe...

Even Jiang Han's expression darkened when he saw this real tomb of an earth immortal with his own eyes.

He could sense that the ancient tomb itself was a massive magical artifact, suppressing this space.

He was preparing to go forward and investigate.

They stopped walking.

His gaze was fixed on the enormous bronze door of the ancient tomb, which was tens of meters high.

The door was closed.

But in the lower right corner of the door, there is a hole the size of a washbasin.

The edges of the breach were messy, covered with claw marks and traces of blunt force trauma, and curled outwards.

Those marks carried madness and violence.

The key is.

The destructive force comes from within.

"Ancient tomb..."

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.

"It was smashed open from the inside."

This discovery immediately threw the live stream, which had just been filled with shock, into chaos.

What?! It's been stolen?!

[Break it open from the inside? What does that mean? Did the tomb raider lock himself inside and then break down the door to get out? Is he crazy?]

[Wait a minute! This logic doesn't make sense! Who has the ability to open an ancient tomb of a celestial being from the inside? Unless... the tomb raiders were inside from the very beginning!]

But who would want to stay in someone else's grave?

A huge suspense weighed on everyone's minds.

Without hesitation, Jiang Han moved swiftly to the breach and crawled inside.

The interior of the ancient tomb was in complete disarray.

Broken burial objects were scattered all over the ground, and many of the artifacts were covered with thick ash.

Inside the main burial chamber, the enormous coffin that was supposed to hold the body of the earth immortal was smashed into pieces.

The broken coffin lid was covered with the same frenzied smashing marks and claw marks as those on the tomb door.

It's like something woke up in the coffin and then went crazy trying to come out.

Jiang Han's gaze swept over the messy tomb chamber.

Soon, he saw something next to a pile of broken coffin lids.

It was a short whip about three feet long, completely black, with no discernible material, and very heavy in the hand.

The whip was covered with tiny nicks and stained with dried, blackened blood.

The handle of the whip is engraved with two ancient seal characters in a vigorous, flowing style.

Fighting the gods.

"The God-Slaying Whip..."

Jiang Han weighed the short whip in his hand.

The notch on the whip matches the hammer marks on the coffin lid.

This is the weapon used to smash open the coffin.

He put away the God-Slaying Whip and continued searching through the fragments of the coffin.

Soon, he found something else.

It was an old-fashioned bronze mirror, about the size of a palm, with a smooth, water-like surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

On the back of the mirror, two ancient characters are also engraved—

Illuminate the bones.

Jiang Han picked up the mirror.

When he looked at the mirror, a strange feeling welled up inside him.

My reflection in the mirror seemed to be a beat behind.

"Something interesting."

He also put away the bone-revealing mirror.

The God-Slaying Whip.

Bone mirror.

The coffin was smashed open from the inside.

There are also murals on the walls of the tomb depicting the "disintegration and ascension" ritual.

All the clues strung together in Jiang Han's mind to form a complete logical chain.

An absurd, terrifying, yet uniquely reasonable conclusion emerged.

He turned around and faced the live broadcast camera.

He calmly stated his reasoning.

"This ancient tomb of the Earth Immortal is impregnable and virtually impossible to breach from the outside."

"The only possibility is that the destruction came from within."

"The only 'living thing' in the tomb should have been the earth immortal himself, lying in the coffin, undergoing 'corpse dissolution and ascension'."

"The mural says that if the dissection of the corpse fails, it will bring misfortune."

He paused, giving the viewers in the live stream some time to process what he had to say.

Then, he stated the conclusion that overturned everyone's understanding.

"There were no tomb raiders."

"Or rather..."

"The tomb raider is the tomb owner himself."

The entire live stream fell completely silent at that moment.

In the 749 Bureau command center, Long Guozhu's thermos cup clattered to the ground, spilling hot water all over the floor, but he didn't even notice.

He...robbed his own grave?

What an absurd conclusion!

Jiang Han's voice continued to echo in the deathly silent tomb, chilling everyone to the bone.

"The Earth Immortal... failed at disintegration."

"He did not ascend to immortality."

"Inside the coffin, he transformed into some kind of monster we cannot comprehend."

"Then, he came back to life."

"He dug his own grave."

At that moment, everyone's mind was thrown into turmoil by that sentence.

This conclusion is more terrifying and absurd than any ghost story.

A highly accomplished Taoist master who pursued immortality eventually turned into a monster who dug up his own grave.

This is the greatest irony in the world.

While the entire internet was still reeling from this reversal and almost unable to think straight,

Jiang Han's gaze shifted to the other half of the dilapidated coffin.

There seems to be something lying there.

"The Earth Immortal... he crawled out of his coffin himself."

Jiang Han paused for a moment and pointed to the broken coffin.

"Moreover, he is not alone."

"The friend that Master Zhang mentioned is also in here."

He gently touched the other half of the coffin with the God-Slaying Whip in his hand, making a soft "knock knock" sound.

"However, its current appearance might be even more... than a grave-digging occultist..."

"It's much worse."