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

With a crisp "click," the bronze platform struck by the Qin key not only failed to open the gate, but instead began to writhe like a living thing.

Countless streams of fluid metal surged wildly from the edge of the platform, flowing rapidly along the ancient array patterns already engraved on the ground.

The light shone brightly.

Ultimately, all the fluid metals converged into a... sealed, seamless whole.

The door was closed.

Instead, it was locked even tighter.

The global live stream chat exploded instantly.

【? ? ? 】

[Holy crap! What a disappointment! The door's sealed shut now!]

What's going on? Did it fail to open the door?

The shock of unmet expectations spread like a virus among audiences worldwide.

Foreign forces began flooding the screen with comments.

Is the Eastern spectacle over?

I thought there was some earth-shattering secret, but it turned out to be just a loud noise?

[This is your secret weapon? A fool who locks himself out?]

In the 749 Bureau Command Center, Long Guozhu clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

All the experts behind him looked ashen-faced.

"How could this be... how could this happen..."

"All the deductions pointed to this key as the crucial element, so why did it fail?"

"Did we make a mistake from the very beginning?"

Faced with the doubts and ridicule of the global live broadcast, Jiang Han stood still.

He merely frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the unmoving bronze gate, as if deep in thought.

The furnace stabilizer behind him was still emitting a roar like the breathing of a giant beast.

The oppressive feeling of an impending storm made the air in the entire live broadcast room feel thick and sticky.

Representatives of foreign conglomerates were practically celebrating with champagne in their respective secret meeting rooms.

"I knew it! He's run out of tricks!"

"How could the natives of a primitive planet possibly decipher such a mythical creation!"

"Prepare to launch a media offensive to completely shame him!"

Long Guozhu could no longer contain himself and anxiously called out through the internal channel.

"Jiang Han! Can you hear me? What's the situation? Should we execute the backup plan?"

Jiang Han ignored him.

His gaze, like that of a hawk, swept inch by inch across the giant gate, across the platform, and finally landed on the huge and lonely bronze prison ship that he had abandoned in the depths of the universe.

Platform... prison ship... key...

In his mind, countless clues collided wildly.

Suddenly, Jiang Han's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

A cold smile curved his lips, carrying a hint of mockery and absolute confidence.

He finally figured it out.

The key in his hand wasn't a key at all.

It's just a "key mold".

The real key was the prison ship that he had thrown outside the divine furnace, a ship also built by the Qin Empire itself!

This platform doesn't need a small key; it needs a "lock core" that is of the same origin, lineage, and size as it!

Having figured this out, Jiang Han raised his hand and looked at the rusty key.

Then, like throwing away trash, he casually tossed it at his feet.

What is he doing?

[He threw away the keys? Is he just giving up entirely?]

[It's over, it seems like Jiang Shen has given up...]

As the global audience gasped in despair, Jiang Han slowly raised his right hand.

He drew his black gold ancient sword.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the blade sliced ​​across his left index finger.

A drop of dark golden Qilin blood seeped from the wound and dripped down.

But the drop of blood did not fall to the ground; instead, it remained suspended in the air in front of him.

The blood was incredibly viscous, with countless mysterious golden patterns flowing within it, creating a striking visual contrast with the cold, mechanical environment around it.

Self-harm?

What kind of ancient ritual is this? Is it a sacrifice?

What is he trying to do? I don't understand at all!

The brains of all the experts in the world went blank at this moment.

Jiang Han did not explain.

He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered a passage of ancient Qin dialect that was obscure, tongue-twisting, and full of metallic texture.

It was an extremely domineering language, every syllable seemingly carrying the unquestionable power of law.

As he chanted, the drop of Qilin blood that was suspended exploded instantly!

boom!

A massive golden magic array spanning the sky unfolded with Jiang Han at its center!

The magic array was incredibly complex and extremely imposing.

At the very center of the magic circle, the phantom of the solitary bronze prison ship floating in the dark universe outside the divine furnace was clearly reflected!

【Oh My God……】

What is this? A mirage? No… this is a miracle!

[He...he might be thinking...]

In the 749 Bureau command center, a researcher responsible for monitoring vital signs screamed in terror as he watched Jiang Han's energy index soar on the instrument.

"Oh no! He's using a forbidden technique we can't understand! His life force is burning!"

"Director Long! Stop him!"

Long Guozhu stared intently at the screen, his teeth grinding together as he squeezed out a few words.

"No one is allowed to move!"

Just then, Jiang Han made a move.

He looked at the phantom of the prison ship in the magic circle, and suddenly pulled his right hand back!

A simple, effortless pulling motion.

However, in the real universe outside the divine furnace, a terrifying scene unfolded that overturned all common sense about human physics.

Rumbling--

That bronze prison ship, comparable in size to an asteroid, had been drifting silently for countless millennia, as if it were being held tightly by an invisible giant hand reaching out from the void!

The entire warship emitted a mournful metallic groan, strained from the immense weight it was under!

It was being forcibly dragged by an irresistible force, crashing madly toward the direction of the Sun God's Furnace!

All meteorites and interstellar dust that blocked its path were instantly crushed like dust in front of it!

The prison ship traced a destructive trajectory filled with violent aesthetics in the dark universe!

In the live stream room.

The foreign forces that had been fiercely mocking the situation suddenly fell silent.

All that's left is a screen filled with a deafening barrage of "Holy crap" and "???".

What...what did I see?

He dragged a planet over like a building block?

[Newton must be turning in his grave! Einstein tore up the theory of relativity on the spot!]

This is a god! This is the real god!

Amidst the incoherent screams of countless people, the enormous bronze prison ship was forcibly dragged into the space inside the divine furnace.

With earth-shattering force, it crashed with unparalleled precision onto the previously sealed bronze platform!

boom--!!!

The deafening roar almost ripped everyone's eardrums apart!

The entire Divine Furnace space, along with the planetary stabilizer outside, trembled violently under this terrifying impact!

The air currents were enormous!

Under the watchful eyes of all humanity, the prison ship and the platform, like two perfect puzzle pieces, merged into one amidst a series of teeth-grinding mechanical clanging sounds, transforming into a brand new, absolutely smooth wall.

In the very center of the wall, a brand-new keyhole, never before seen, engraved with countless ancient Qin Dynasty inscriptions, slowly emerged.

Just as Jiang Han was about to step forward, he suddenly felt four cold gazes.

On the giant gate, the eyes of the four statues of the prison-guarding gods came to life simultaneously in the darkness, staring intently at him.