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

Just as Jiang Han was about to insert the key that served as the "mold" into the new keyhole, four terrifying pressures, enough to freeze the soul, suddenly descended from the giant gate!

Like four invisible divine mountains, they locked him firmly in place!

Jiang Han's arm, which was reaching for the keyhole, tensed instantly.

The Qilin tattoo on his back emitted bursts of dark golden light uncontrollably under the pressure, resisting that mythical power.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze into an iron plate in an instant.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

The live stream footage worldwide was violently shaken and the signal was instantly interrupted by this terrifying pressure!

Countless screens went completely black.

All the audience could hear was the piercing static from the loudspeakers and the terrified shouts of Long Guozhu and others coming from the 749 Bureau command center.

"What happened?!"

"Quickly! Reactivate the backup signal source! At all costs!"

"Jiang Han! Answer me! Did you hear me?!"

Panic is spreading globally.

Seconds later, the backup drone finally regained signal transmission at the edge of the energy storm.

When the screen lit up again, all of humanity witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The four statues of divine generals that were originally embedded in the bronze gate have disappeared.

Instead, there are four mythical giants, each a thousand meters tall, made of pure, solidified energy!

Holding their respective divine weapons, they surrounded the tiny Jiang Han from four directions, trapping him in the center.

The oppressive feeling that almost tore space apart made countless viewers breathless and chilled to the bone, even through the screen.

The sparks emanating from the energy giant could easily burn a bottomless crater into the hard alloy ground.

Jiang Han was as insignificant as dust in their eyes.

"It's over..."

In the 749 Bureau Command Center, Long Guozhu stared at the energy readings transmitted back by the monitoring instruments, which had completely exceeded the limit. His face was ashen, and he muttered to himself.

"This...this is the descent of a myth..."

"Activate the highest level contingency plan! Prepare... prepare to launch space-based weapons at the Divine Furnace!"

The chat room fell into complete silence.

Only a few scattered "..." characters floated across the screen.

The fear was palpable, overflowing the screen.

Everyone thought that the final boss battle had arrived.

Jiang Han is doomed.

However, facing these four mythical beings, Jiang Han showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he gripped the black gold ancient sword in his hand even tighter.

He raised his head and stared coldly at the mythical giant before him.

"Want to fight?"

boom!

An equally domineering and unparalleled aura of royalty surged from his body and soared into the sky!

The dark gold Qilin tattoo shone brightly, and a blurry Qilin phantom roared to the sky behind him, standing shoulder to shoulder with the four towering divine generals!

This is the dignity of a tyrant.

Gods, you must not kneel!

Jiang Han took a step forward, his cold voice not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to every corner of the world through the live broadcast.

"If you want to fight, then hurry up."

"I'm in a hurry."

crazy!

Everyone thought Jiang Han had gone mad!

He actually dared to provoke four gods!

Just when audiences around the world thought a world-ending war was about to break out, and their hearts were pounding in their chests.

An earth-shattering scene unfolded.

The four energy generals slowly withdrew all their killing intent.

The leader, Dhritarashtra, the Eastern Heavenly King who holds a pipa, takes a step forward.

His indifferent eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of stars, trembled slightly after sweeping over the pure and exquisite Qilin tattoo on Jiang Han's body.

Then.

Jiang Han looked on in astonishment.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire human brain that has crashed.

This mythical king, towering over a thousand meters tall, slowly knelt on one knee.

Boom—!

His knees, as strong as mountains, slammed heavily onto the bronze platform, causing a violent earthquake!

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his proud head and gave the tiny Jiang Han an ancient, standard Qin military salute, full of absolute obedience!

This kneeling.

Kneeling shattered everyone's worldview.

In the live broadcast room, the gloating on the faces of the representatives of foreign forces instantly froze, turning into utter horror as if they had seen a ghost.

Long Guozhu's hand, which was about to order the launch of the space-based weapon, froze in mid-air. He was struck dumb as if by lightning.

After a deathly silence lasting several tens of seconds, the comments section erupted in complete frenzy.

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[Am I...am I seeing things? The final boss...knelt before Jiang Shen?!]

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What the hell is going on here?! Can someone explain this to me?! Why is this happening?!

Before everyone could recover from this shocking reversal...

The other three divine generals also made the same move.

They sheathed their divine weapons and, in unison, knelt on one knee before Jiang Han.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, exuding the steely resolve and chilling intensity of soldiers.

It was as if they were welcoming the return of their king.

After bowing, the four deities slowly stood up.

They gave Jiang Han a deep look.

That look contained so many complex emotions.

There was a transfer of power, a sense of relief at being relieved of a heavy burden, and a hint of... something even Jiang Han couldn't understand, as if he were looking at his own junior with satisfaction.

Then, they simultaneously transformed into four streams of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, bursting out of the Sun God Furnace, tearing through the universe, leaping into the unknown deep space, and disappearing completely.

The scene fell silent once more.

Jiang Han was left alone, standing in front of the empty platform, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

After a brief silence, the live stream room erupted into an unprecedented frenzy of discussion.

[He ran away? The goalkeeper really ran away?]

[I get it! I completely get it! This isn't about fighting a boss! This is about a power transition!]

[When the Crown Prince of Qin returned home, the old ministers, seeing him, exclaimed, "Oh, the main character has arrived!" and quickly bowed before rushing off to leave! That's absolutely how it happened!]

So... who exactly is Jiang Shen? Is he really a descendant of the Qin Dynasty?

Jiang Han rubbed his temples, suppressing his doubts.

He vaguely sensed that this was related to the pure Qin Dynasty Qilin bloodline within him.

Those four divine generals were less like statues and more like four living, self-aware law programs loyal to the Qin imperial family.

They had guarded this place for 500,000 years, and now, sensing the arrival of their purer bloodline successor, they automatically completed the "handover" and laid down their arms to return home.

"A new king has ascended the throne... That's interesting."

However, now is not the time to delve into these matters.

Jiang Han let out a breath and turned his gaze back to the brand-new keyhole.

He no longer hesitated.

He carefully inserted the rusty Qin Dynasty key into the keyhole.

Then, slowly rotate.

"Creak—Boom—"

A heavy rumble, seemingly from the ancient times, resounded throughout the entire divine furnace.

The main gate of the divine furnace, sealed for 500,000 years, finally opened a crack for him.

Blinding light streamed wildly from the crack in the door.

What blew out from the crack in the door was not the scorching air that one might imagine, enough to melt steel, but a biting cold wind mixed with frost and snow.

Global audiences peered silently through the crack in the door at the world behind it.

It was a contradictory world that completely defied the laws of physics.

To the left is an endless frozen snowfield, where even the light is frozen.

To the right is a desolate, wild jungle, with giant trees blocking out the sun.

The two are interlocking, as if they were two broken worlds forcibly stitched together by an unparalleled power.