One lamp illuminates one galaxy

The moment the bow of the Qin Dynasty's dragon-bone ship completely disappeared into the dark barrier, all the senses of the audience were simultaneously stripped away.

Sight, hearing, touch... everything disappeared.

The world fell into a deathly silence, a pure nothingness.

There is no up, down, left, or right; there is no passage of time.

It felt as if I had been thrown into the deepest part of the ocean, or buried alive in an airtight coffin.

The only sounds he could hear were his own heart pounding like a drum and the increasingly piercing alarm from the live streaming equipment due to signal interruption.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

Claustrophobia, like icy seawater, surged in from all directions, instantly overwhelming everyone's reason.

【Aaaaaah! I can't see or hear anything!】

[Help! Am I still alive? Where am I?]

My claustrophobia is flaring up... Someone please help me...

Just then, a mournful cry filled with extreme terror suddenly exploded from the bow of the keelboat!

The Candle Dragon cub, which had been sleeping soundly like an ornament while perched on the bow of the ship, was suddenly awakened!

Its black scales stood up instantly, its palm-sized body trembled violently with fear, and its two golden dragon eyes revealed a terror that even Jiang Han had never seen before, a terror that came from the deepest part of its bloodline!

"hiss--!!!"

It let out a mournful cry and clung tightly to the dragon head at the bow, as if desperately resisting something in the darkness ahead.

Even a top-tier guardian beast of China like the Candle Dragon felt an instinctive fear.

This discovery sent the hearts of viewers, who had just recovered from the sensory deprivation, into their throats once again.

The next second, the keelboat suddenly felt light.

It felt as if I had passed through a viscous film of water.

The live stream has been restored.

However, what greeted the eyes of seven billion people around the world was an absolute darkness that was even deeper and purer than before.

Here, even light cannot escape.

The entire star field is like a huge, cold, and stiff corpse that has been dead for billions of years.

There were no stars, no nebulae, not a trace of light or heat.

There was only endless silence and a chilling cold that seemed to freeze the soul.

A primal, indescribable fear of a colossal deep-space object instantly gripped everyone's hearts.

Under this extreme pressure, countless viewers suffered a mental breakdown and began to lose their nerve.

Ugh... I can't take it anymore, I feel so nauseous and dizzy...

It's so dark... it's so deathly here... I feel like I'm going to die too...

[Ambulance! Call an ambulance now! My dad fainted while watching the live stream!]

[The Night Watchman: The 'death' here is unlike any other forbidden zone we know of... It's a... conceptual end. This galaxy, in the sense of 'existence,' is dead.]

The night watchman's words were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Globally, countless viewers with weaker mental resilience fainted due to this indescribable mental pressure.

However, Jiang Han, who was at the center of all this, seemed completely unconcerned.

He even had the leisure to glance at the comments section.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

He scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"It's just a little dark-skinned, why is everyone reacting so strongly?"

"Could it be my imagination? I don't feel anything at all."

【…】

[I fucking...I really want to go through the internet cable and beat you up, Jiang Shen!]

[We're scared half to death here, and you're just making sarcastic remarks? Have you no humanity?! (voice cracks)]

[Living Yama: You'll get used to it. Every time I watch Jiang Shen's livestream, it's always the viewers who get hurt.]

[Bai Wuchang: I just caught a few unlucky souls who died from fright while watching a live stream. Their souls are still trembling, and they couldn't say anything after questioning them for a long time.]

Jiang Han looked at the widespread lamentations in the comments section and sighed helplessly.

It seems that, for the sake of the live stream's effectiveness, we still have to take care of these vulnerable viewers.

He took out the ancient, soul-suppressing lamp that the black cat had given him from his bosom.

"Alright, alright, stop howling."

As he complained, he pulled a lighter with "GG" printed on it from his pocket and pressed it down with a "click".

However, when the orange-yellow flame was brought close to the wick and burned for a long time, the wick did not react at all.

"Tsk."

Jiang Han curled her lip in disdain.

"What a crappy light! It's so retro, it doesn't even have an electronic ignition."

As he spoke, he casually tossed the lighter aside.

Then, to the astonishment of the entire online audience, he stretched out his right hand, and a handful of golden flames spontaneously ignited between his five fingers.

The flames were dazzling and warm, filled with the most powerful and yang energy; they were the pure yang Qilin fire.

Jiang Han casually tossed the handful of Qilin Fire into the lampshade of the kerosene lamp, as if scooping up a handful of water.

This moment.

Time seemed to stand still.

Like the little match girl, she struck her last match on a snowy street.

However, what she ignited was hope.

What Jiang Han ignited was the entire galaxy.

The instant the Qilin Fire touched the lamp wick—

There was no explosion, no roar.

On the wick of the Soul-Suppressing Ancient Lamp, a soft and warm yellow light, like that of dusk, quietly blooms.

The next second, the light spread out like ripples on water.

a circle.

Two laps.

Three laps.

The light spread faster and faster, illuminating the entire desolate Cyborus star system inch by inch, centered on the dragonbone ship.

The darkness, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, was instantly dispelled!

The outlines of countless dead planets appeared in the light!

Countless fragments of shattered star rings emerged in the light!

The trails of countless frozen dust particles reappeared in the light!

This cosmic graveyard, which had been silent for billions of years, was given a new light under the light of this small kerosene lamp, like a miracle of creation!

Faced with this scene that resembled a mythical arrival, all viewers worldwide, all official institutions, and all alien beings spying through the Ghost Network were rendered speechless for tens of seconds.

The screen was completely blank.

Time seemed to have been paused.

Until several tens of seconds later.

"Holy crap..."

The first voice, trembling, rang out.

Then came the tsunami!

It was a barrage of comments that overwhelmed the entire screen, like a landslide or a tsunami!

Holy crap!!!

【god!!!!!!!!】

What did I see? What the hell did I see?! A kerosene lamp... illuminating an entire galaxy?!

【I hereby declare that from today onwards, Newton's coffin lid is under the control of Jiang Shen! He can make Newton turn over however he wants!】

My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream...

Command Center of Bureau 749

Long Guozhu stared blankly at the miraculous scene on the screen. His thermos cup clattered to the ground, spilling scalding hot goji berry tea all over the floor.

He was completely oblivious, and just muttered to himself.

"We...we're still discussing the sun's output power..."

"He...he illuminated an entire galaxy with a kerosene lamp..."

The audience's fear was completely crushed at this moment by the extreme violence and aesthetics.

Instead, there was a fervent, soul-stirring worship of this incomprehensible power!

Jiang Han seemed completely unaware of all this.

He clapped his hands, looked at the camera, and had a "praise me" expression on his face.

"How's it going? It's bright now, isn't it? Not scared anymore? (oﾟvﾟ)ノ"

【We're scared! We're scared of you, God Jiang!】

I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have questioned God. Please, put away your supernatural powers!

Jiang Han shrugged with satisfaction and piloted the dragonbone boat, slowly moving forward in this illuminated, desolate star field.

The ancient lamp that wards off evil spirits floats quietly at the bow of the ship, emitting an eternal, dim yellow glow.

Soon, at the end of the light, they discovered the first planet.

A dead planet... violently torn apart from the outside by some unimaginable, terrifying force.

Less than a third of the entire planet remains, its jagged cross-section exposed in the void, revealing its long-frozen core.

Its miserable appearance was a hundred times more tragic than that of Huoxing, who had been eaten away by the Abyss-Transforming Corpse Beetles.

Jiang Han slowly brought the dragon bone boat to a stop on a huge, continent-like fragment of a planet.

Looking down at the frozen, barely discernible outlines of the city ruins below, he let out a heartfelt sigh as he spoke to the camera.

"I thought Mars was already bad enough..."

He shook his head, but a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems I underestimated the situation."

"Everyone, get ready."

"Our archaeological work on the ruins shall now begin."