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

Under the scorching heat of the Pure Yang Qilin Fire, the entire Qianyun Palace let out a mournful cry, unable to bear the burden any longer.

Those objects made of clouds could no longer maintain their original form and burst forth with dazzling light.

In the blink of an eye, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The large table in the center of the hall suddenly lost its light and transformed into a burly, muscular man who was supporting himself on the ground with his hands, trembling all over.

The chairs beside them had transformed into armored guards, who were now all disheveled, crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The teacup that Jiang Han had previously "called out" transformed into a petite and charming girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a light blue palace dress, after the light faded. She was hugging her knees, burying her head in her arms, and her shoulders were trembling as if she was about to cry.

The fruit platter transformed into several three- or four-year-old children.

The incense burner transformed into a graceful palace maid.

In just a few breaths, the once empty and desolate hall instantly became crowded.

Hundreds of "artifact spirits," each with a different form and transformed from an object, appeared trembling in the main hall, secretly observing the man who was releasing terrifying pressure with eyes that were a mixture of fear, curiosity, and bewilderment.

Holy crap...

[Everything...everything has come to life! The table has turned into a muscular man? The teacup is a beautiful girl?! Is this...is this the set of a Disney princess who ran away?!]

I'm numb, completely numb. The shocks I've experienced today are more than I've experienced in my entire life combined!

That teacup girl is so cute! (✧∇✧) I want to…

[Don't even think about it! Those are for Jiang Shen!]

Yueyao was so shocked by what she saw that her huge tiger eyes widened and her mouth opened wide enough to fit a basketball, completely crashing into her system.

Having lived for so long, having eaten dimensional merchants and seen the world's egg, this bizarre scene of "all things coming to life" was something it had never seen before.

Jiang Han withdrew the Qilin's divine power, and the scorching heat in the hall instantly dissipated.

He calmly crossed his arms, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of spirits trembling like leaves, finally settling on the teacup girl.

"Now, can we talk?"

His voice was calm, yet it made all the spirits tremble even more violently.

The spirits looked at each other, none daring to speak first.

Finally, after being pushed and shoved by all the artifact spirits, the one that looked the most "normal" was pushed out.

She was a girl transformed from a peach of immortality, wearing a pink palace dress. Her skin was exquisitely beautiful, appearing delicate and flawless, and her large, watery eyes were full of spirit.

After she was pushed out, she stumbled and almost fell.

She timidly looked up at the tall Jiang Han, then quickly lowered her head, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of a sob in it.

"Please...Please spare my life, Immortal!"

The girl knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly to Jiang Han.

"We...we didn't intentionally become spirits! Please, Immortal, don't recycle us!"

This peach spirit, who calls herself "Tao Yao," seems to be the "leader" of this group of artifact spirits.

Through her explanation, Jiang Han and the global audience finally understood the whole story.

It turns out that ever since the collapse of the Great Qin Heavenly Court and the fall of the Cloud-Sending Palace into this forbidden zone, no one has ever come here again.

Over the course of thousands of years, the spiritual energy within the palace has accumulated to an ever-increasing density, with nowhere to be released.

These objects, imbued with celestial energy, gradually developed sentience under the influence of this accumulated spiritual energy.

In Tao Yao's pitiful words—

"We were forced into becoming sentient beings, it's so incredibly boring! (╥_╥)"

[“After Falling from Heaven, I Was Forced to Become a Spirit”? I’ll vote for this title!]

[Hahaha! That's so tragic! It became a spirit because it was so bored—I give that reason full marks!]

Why do I find them so adorable for some reason? Especially Tao Yao, she's so delicate and beautiful, I just want to pinch her cheeks!

Jiang Han looked at Tao Yao kneeling on the ground, looking pitiful, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

He didn't have many sentimental thoughts about chivalry; he just felt that these "naive and innocent" spirits were much more harmless than he had imagined.

He crouched down, looked Tao Yao in the eye, and asked.

"If it wasn't a bad thing, why did it hide just now?"

This problem is like a switch.

Before Tao Yao could answer, the hundreds of artifact spirits behind her instantly "went into an uproar"!

"It was her! It was her idea!" The burly man at the table pointed at Tao Yao in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, yes! Sister Taoyao said that outsiders are all terrifying and will capture us to be refined into magical treasures!" A fruit platter boy chimed in.

"We'd actually love to have a celestial being here! This place's practically deserted!"

"Immortal! Don't listen to her, we are all good spirits!"

A chaotic and utterly uncooperative "blame-shifting session" ensued.

The small group that was just united and working together against external forces instantly fell apart.

Tao Yao was so angry that her face turned red. She puffed out her cheeks and glared at the group of "traitors," but she couldn't say a word. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"(ㅍ_ㅍ) These guys..."

Jiang Han looked at the scene before her, which resembled a kindergarten quarrel, and felt a headache coming on.

He finally understood that the minds of these artifact spirits were equivalent to those of human children of a few years old—simple, direct, and a bit silly.

One moment I thought it was some terrifying forbidden zone BOSS, the next I found it was a group of mentally challenged children.

The contrast made the viewers in the live stream laugh uproariously.

In the midst of this chaotic "tattling," in a corner, a somewhat simple-minded spirit, transformed from a bronze cauldron, inadvertently let slip the secret.

"We...we're scared too...it reminds me of that giant monkey that escaped from the cauldron before, it was terrifying..."

"Yes, yes!" another artifact spirit immediately chimed in, "That was ordered by the 'Great Emperor' to be built by 'Grandpa Heavenly Craftsman,' but it failed, escaped, and almost tore us all apart!"

"A big monkey?"

"Grandpa Tiangong?"

Jiang Han's eyes narrowed, and he instantly caught the two most crucial words from the noisy information.

He suddenly stood up, and an invisible pressure spread out.

The once chaotic hall fell silent instantly.

All the spirits were terrified and fell silent by Jiang Han's sudden serious aura.

Explain yourself.

Jiang Han's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Which tripod? Where is the Heavenly Craftsman?"

All the spirits turned their gazes toward the center of the hall.

The fingers, arms, and even table legs they conjure all point to the same goal—

That ancient, enormous bronze cauldron, completely out of place with all the other cloud-like objects around it!

The Divine Cauldron of Eclipse!

It stood there quietly, its surface covered with intricate patterns that were dizzying to look at, exuding a profound aura from the ancient wilderness that seemed out of place in this space.

"interesting."

Jiang Han smiled slightly and strode towards the giant cauldron.

As he walked, he announced this to the group of artifact spirits without turning his head.

"From this moment on, this Cloud-Sending Palace, along with all of you 'living creatures,' belongs to me."

His tone was so flat, as if he were saying, "The weather is nice today."

As he spoke, he paused as he passed the girl with the teacup.

Under the girl's terrified gaze, he reached out and grabbed at her from afar.

On the table beside him, an elegantly shaped, shimmering glass cup let out a mournful cry and flew uncontrollably into his hand.

"This is called the 'Eternal Glazed Lamp,' right? Not bad, I'll take it."

He glanced at it casually, and then, in front of all the artifact spirits, threw it directly into his Divine Realm Mirror World.

Simple, brutal, and unreasonable.

This is Jiang Han's style of doing things.

This is my territory, I'm in charge.

What I set my sights on is mine, no explanation needed.

All the spirits were dumbfounded, none daring to speak out in anger, and could only watch helplessly as their companions were "kidnapped".

Jiang Han ignored their pitiful looks and walked straight to the Eclipse Cauldron.

"Immortal, no!"

Tao Yao mustered her courage and whispered her dissuasion.

"Grandpa Tiangong is sleeping inside, we mustn't disturb him!"

"Yes, yes, he has a terrible temper!"

Jiang Han seemed not to hear.

He stretched out one hand and placed it on the lid of the massive cauldron.

The cold, metallic touch came from my palm.

Sleeping too long is bad for your health.

He said it casually, his arm muscles bulging slightly.

"I'll wake him up."

With a tooth-grinding, ear-piercing metallic scraping sound, the lid of the cauldron, sealed for millennia and heavier than a mountain, was pushed open inch by inch by him using pure physical strength!

An ancient aroma, a mixture of dust, metal, and some strange fragrance, wafted from inside the cauldron.

The lid of the cauldron was completely removed.

Jiang Han lowered his head and looked into the cauldron.

The camera in the live stream followed suit, offering a spying perspective.

Inside the cauldron were neither any elixirs nor magical treasures.

An old man dressed in the style of a craftsman from the Qin Dynasty, with white hair and beard and an ancient face, was lying sprawled at the bottom of the cauldron, even emitting a soft snore.

He seemed to be just asleep.

Jiang Han watched this scene with a playful smile on his lips.

"You're sleeping soundly."