Theological Revival!

The sound was like scraping your brain hard with a rusty iron nail, scraping and scraping.

It carried a chilling aura that seemed to freeze one's soul, and suddenly, it exploded directly inside Jiang Han's skull.

Dry, virtuous eyebrows?

Let you out?

Jiang Han stood at the edge of the well, the pebbles beneath his feet crackling and tumbling into the bottomless darkness as the soaring Yin energy blew them away.

There was no response for a long time.

This well is so deep it's like a throat leading to hell.

The crazy smile on Jiang Han's lips didn't disappear; instead, it widened even further.

He stretched out his little finger and picked at his ears, which were buzzing from the vibrations, before looking into those blood-red eyes that were staring intently at him from the depths of darkness.

He casually uttered a sentence that sent chills down the spines of billions of viewers across the internet.

"Old man, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"That Taoist priest named Zhenmeiqian has been dead for hundreds of years."

"As for me?"

"I'm here to see you off in your final moments."

boom--!

These words were like a depth charge, instantly igniting the fury of the thing at the bottom of the well.

The nine bronze chains, which had been trembling slightly, suddenly began to shake violently!

Splash! Splash!

A tremendous metallic clanging sound echoed through the well walls, deafeningly loud.

It was as if nine giant steel dragons were struggling frantically, trying to break free of their restraints.

I wanted to rush up and tear this arrogant human to shreds!

Jiang Han didn't even blink.

The Qilin tattoo on his body was still radiating scorching heat, evaporating the moisture in the surrounding air into white mist.

This made him look like a demon god bathed in divine fire.

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the nine thick iron chains at the edge of the well.

These chains are not ordinary bronze or cast iron.

They are an eerie deep blue color, covered with a thick layer of black frost.

Even under the midday sun, it exuded a bone-chilling cold.

Moreover, the chain was not welded to the wellhead.

They extend from the void!

It's as if it grew inside the rock, completely integrated with the surrounding feng shui and earth veins.

Jiang Han stretched out his right hand and, without any hesitation, grabbed one of the iron chains!

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!

The instant his palm touched the iron chain, a chilling, piercing sound rang out.

It was a scream that came from the collision of extreme cold and extreme heat!

"hiss……"

Jiang Han gasped.

cold!

it's too cold!

This is not ordinary cold; it is an extreme cold that can freeze the soul instantly!

In just a moment, a thick layer of black ice formed on Jiang Han's palm.

And the black ice was spreading wildly upwards along his arm, trying to cripple his entire arm!

【Ding!warn!warn! 】

[High-risk substance detected: 10,000-year-old icy meteorite iron!]

[Material Analysis: Sourced from the heart of the frigid northern lands, tempered by the earth's fiery energy for millennia, specifically designed to counteract the most yang fire in the world!]

Surface temperature: -30 degrees Celsius!

[Core temperature: -180 degrees Celsius!]

[WARNING: The host is a mortal being; contact for more than three seconds will result in permanent necrosis!]

"Shut up! I know that!"

Jiang Han let out a low roar, and the golden pupils in his eyes suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

The Qilin bloodline within his body surged wildly towards his right arm like enraged magma.

boom!

A burst of crimson flames suddenly erupted from his arm!

That's Qilin Fire!

The black ice that had been spreading wildly was now extinguished by the domineering Qilin fire.

It was as if it had encountered its nemesis, instantly emitting a piercing hissing sound, turning into pools of black poisonous water that dripped onto the ground, corroding small pits into the rocks.

"Is this the Dragon-Locking Chain?"

"strong enough!"

Jiang Han not only didn't let go, but instead tightened his grip with all five fingers!

creak!

The incredibly hard Xuanbing meteorite iron chain was actually squeezed so hard that it groaned under the strain!

The chat room was completely in an uproar.

The image became somewhat blurry due to the impact of the sound waves, but this did not prevent billions of viewers from witnessing this astonishing scene.

"Holy crap! Is that an iron chain? Or is it an ice pop? My hands turned black from touching it!"

"Look at Jiang Shen's hand! It's on fire! It's really on fire!"

"Is this some kind of special effects? Whose hands can catch fire?"

"The new guy upstairs? Jiang Shen isn't human anymore! That's a Qilin arm!"

"Where are the experts? Come out and explain! What exactly is this chain made of?"

Without any prompting from netizens, top materials science experts from around the world are already kneeling in front of their screens.

In the materials lab at MIT, a group of white-haired professors stared intently at a screenshot on a screen, their faces ashen.

"Impossible...this defies the common sense of physics!"

"That metallic luster, that instantaneous thermal conductivity... this is a superconducting material!"

"How could the Ming Dynasty, hundreds of years ago, have mastered this forging technology?"

"This is not technology! This is theology! This is the revival of Eastern theology!"

Meanwhile, in the highest-level operations conference room of Bureau 749.

General Li Zhenhua stared intently at the large screen, the teacup in his hand already cracked from his grip.

"Ten-thousand-year-old mystic ice meteorite iron..."

"The record is true."

"When Liu Bowen severed the dragon vein, the leftover scraps were all used by the Yongle Emperor to suppress this well!"

"Professor Gu, is that thing at the bottom of the well... really a dragon?"

Professor Gu Changfeng was slumped in his chair, trembling all over.

He took off his glasses and shakily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"General..."

"If the ancient records are correct."

"Locked up below is a monstrous dragon that once attempted to steal the fate of the Ming Dynasty and defy the heavens to transform into a dragon!"

"It was locked up for six hundred years."

"The resentment has already reached the heavens!"

"Jiang Han is playing with fire! Once it's released, the entire area within a hundred miles will be a death trap!"

It seemed to be to confirm Professor Gu's words.

From the depths of the well, a chilling sound suddenly emanated.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

That was the sound of breathing.

Heavy and enormous, like a giant working a bellows, lying at the bottom of a well, greedily sniffing the scent of the living above.

Followed by.

Clang... Clang...

The sound of chains being dragged rang out again.

But this time, it wasn't a struggle.

Instead, it is a slow, rhythmic dragging.

It's like... something is gripping the chains, climbing up from the depths of hell, step by step!

Jiang Han stood at the wellhead and listened intently.

Then he laughed.

His laughter was utterly contemptuous and arrogant.

"Your breathing is so heavy, it seems you've been holding your breath for hundreds of years."

"Want to come up?"

"OK."

"Then I'll wait for you here."

"Let's see if you, this beast that's been chained up for hundreds of years, are tougher, or if the knife in my hand is tougher!"

After saying that, Jiang Han loosened the chains and turned to walk towards the tactical backpack placed to the side.

His movements were slow and deliberate.

They completely disregarded the terrifying entity approaching from the bottom of the well.

This disregard.

This is blatant humiliation.

This completely enraged what was in the well!