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

Jiang Han's words, "Take it down," exploded like a neutron bomb in the deathly silent global live broadcast room.

[Take...take it down?]

Am I hallucinating? Did he mean "take it down" the way I understand it?

[Redefining "taking it down"! This thing is bigger than a galaxy, how do you take it down? With your face?!]

[This man is insane! He's absolutely insane! He wants to collect a galaxy-wide weapon capable of destroying the world?!]

[Chief Craftsman of Aolai Kingdom: From a collector's perspective, this piece is indeed... a little bit large.]

The scrolling speed of the bullet comments reached an unprecedented peak, with countless question marks and exclamation marks almost bursting the screen.

Everyone thought Jiang Han had gone mad.

This is no longer arrogance, but a complete delusion detached from reality.

Long Guozhu and other experts were plunged into deep confusion and self-doubt.

They couldn't understand what kind of understanding Jiang Han had that allowed him to so disregard this terrifying creation capable of destroying civilization.

"What...what does he know that we don't know?" Long Guozhu muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion about the unknown.

Faced with the overwhelming doubts and ridicule in the live broadcast room, Jiang Han seemed to have expected it all along.

He sat cross-legged on Yueyao's back with a leisurely air, deciding to give these "unsophisticated" viewers a dimensional-reducing educational experience.

"It seems that your understanding of cosmic civilizations is still at a very rudimentary stage."

Jiang Han's voice was broadcast globally via live stream, carrying a hint of helplessness from a teacher disciplining elementary school students.

"To put it another way, if we divide civilizations in the universe into nine levels..."

"The civilization that created this planet beneath your feet, the one in the ancient Titan realm, was at least level five, or even higher. They were already able to treat manipulating life and creating ecosystems as a form of entertainment."

"And the Roland civilization that created this 'Angel of Peace' before us..."

Jiang Han paused, seemingly considering which word would be most appropriate.

Finally, he said in a tone that carried a hint of approval:

"They are a level three civilization that has just emerged from its cradle. To have developed their technology to this level is already commendable."

"As for a Level 3 civilization daring to explore a place like the Ruins of Return..."

Jiang Han shook his head, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"All I can say is that they are quite bold and their courage is commendable."

These words left the world speechless once again.

Level 3 civilization?

Just out of the cradle?

Is this something to be encouraged?

The Roland civilization, which created such a terrifying weapon of destruction, is described by Jiang Han as nothing more than a "primary school student" who needs to be praised?

What would a Level 5 civilization look like?

And where does Jiang Han stand?

No one dared to think about it further.

Because with every second they think about it, their worldview will collapse a little more completely.

Just as Yueyao and the global audience were feeling dizzy and disoriented by this simplistic popular science explanation, their worldviews were being shattered.

Jiang Han is finally ready to make his move.

He slowly raised his right arm.

In an instant, the Qilin tattoo on his back emitted a faint, dark golden light.

A gigantic hand, composed of pure, dazzling golden flames that resembled the core of a star, appeared out of thin air behind him!

That giant hand blotted out the sky and the sun; it was so large that it could not be measured by any unit.

Its palm lines are a burning Qilin totem, with every detail clearly visible.

It disregarded the concepts of space and distance, appeared behind Jiang Han, and directly inserted itself into the center of the Angel of Peace's massive, galaxy-like structure!

Space, before the giant hand, was as fragile as a film of water, easily torn apart, creating silent ripples.

Under the horrified gazes of Yueyao and audiences worldwide.

The fingers of the giant golden hand precisely explored among the billions of wings.

Then, with a sudden, sharp grip!

A silent collapse originating from the level of laws spread throughout the universe.

A giant golden hand forcefully pulled a huge, still-pulsating eyeball, as clear and translucent as a ruby, from the body of the Angel of Ecstasy!

That eyeball is the core of the laws of the Angels of Euthanasia!

As the eyeball was ripped out, the billions of pure white wings that enveloped the entire galaxy simultaneously lost all their energy support.

They instantly transformed into countless particles of light, like a grand yet tragic rain of stardust, slowly dissipating in the desolate universe.

A world-destroying weapon that had imprisoned the star field for countless years was thus completely annihilated.

In short.

neat.

It even possesses a violent aesthetic.

Jiang Han slowly withdrew the giant golden hand.

The core of the eyeball, originally the size of a planet, rapidly shrank under his power of law, eventually becoming a fist-sized ruby, quietly floating in his palm.

He held the still slightly twitching eyeball in his hand and tossed it around casually, like playing with a walnut.

It even reached out its finger and playfully poked at its pupil.

The core of the eyeball was touched, and it trembled slightly, as if expressing fear.

This scene drove the live stream chat to a frenzy.

[A...figure? He actually disassembled the core of that thing and turned it into a figure?!]

I'm completely numb. From now on, if anyone talks to me about science, I'll fight them!

[Roland Civilization: I spent tens of thousands of years creating a world-destroying weapon, and you're offering me a plate of walnuts?!]

What does it mean to be a human from Earth? (Leans back tactically)

Jiang Han played with the new toy with satisfaction, then rode Yue Yao back to the territory of the Ancient Titan Realm.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

All the Titan beasts along the way, who were fighting madly and losing their minds, stopped fighting as soon as they sensed Jiang Han's aura, as if they had seen a ghost.

They kept a safe distance from Jiang Han's path, making way for an absolutely safe passage, as if welcoming their king.

Yueyao was once again deeply shocked.

"Even these lunatics...felt an instinctive fear of his presence?"

Soon, they returned to the core of the planet that was slowly regenerating.

Jiang Han jumped off Yue Yao's back, looked at the mass of source energy nurturing new life, and said to Yue Yao in a calm tone:

"Okay, I'm going back now."

"You stay here and wait for your home planet to slowly grow."

These words struck Yueyao's mind like a thunderbolt.

go back?

Is he leaving?

Are you leaving me, the tiger, here alone?

Yueyao's tiger body trembled violently, and a hint of wild joy flashed in her huge tiger eyes.

"Freedom? I'm finally going to be free again?!"

But this ecstasy lasted less than a second before being replaced by a deeper fear.

It's certainly good to leave this jinx.

But then?

To remain in this hellish place, which has just experienced the war of annihilation and is surrounded by powerful enemies, and wait alone for 50,000 years for the mother planet to be reborn.

Fifty thousand years!

By then, the grass on my grave will probably have changed several times over!

Moreover, after witnessing Jiang Han's godlike power, what's the point of returning to this primitive environment of weaklings fighting each other?

On one hand, there is the precarious "freedom" that exists only for the moment.

On one hand, there's the "future" of being a mount, but also the chance to live a life of luxury alongside a powerful figure, witness cosmic wonders, and even potentially receive rewards to become stronger.

Does this multiple-choice question even need further consideration?!

At this moment, Yueyao's enormous tiger brain unleashed an unprecedented computing speed.

The internal struggle lasted only a fraction of a second.

next second.

The last trace of pride and composure that belonged to a divine beast on its face vanished without a trace in an instant.

Instead, he wore an extremely obsequious, even somewhat exaggerated, smile.

Its tiger head, as big as a mountain, cautiously approached Jiang Han and affectionately rubbed against his arm, its huge tiger eyes filled with humility and flattery.

That clear, girlish voice now sounded incredibly sweet.

"Boss! You're joking!"

As Yueyao spoke, she patted her hairy chest forcefully, making a series of muffled thuds.

"What mother planet? I don't know! I, Yueyao, have no father or mother. I was born to be the boss's tiger, and I will die to be the boss's soul!"

"Wherever you are, that's where I'll be! I'm the pet cat you personally chose!"

Jiang Han's lips twitched slightly as he watched the giant tiger's expression change instantly and its morals vanish.

He accepted the "big cat's" surrender and, along with her and the black cat watching the show, flew towards the coordinates of the ancient stargate altar that led him back to Earth from his memories.

However, his expression suggested that he was deep in thought, as if he were pondering something.