Lin Yi’s pupils trembled fiercely, in that shattered Mirror World, one can faintly see Mu Daxian’s fragmented body!
Due to the distance being too far, Lin Yi couldn’t clearly see the current state of Mu Daxian, but from the glimpsed scene, it seemed like Mu Daxian’s entire being was torn apart by some force and then thrown into that Mirror World, looking more tattered than the already battered Old Mo.
He was like a Dark Great Magician nailed to the Cross, his body shattered and split, with only the heart in his chest still slowly beating.
No wonder Old Mo didn’t seem very urgent after confirming that Mu Daxian had reached the Bell Tower, maybe he also knew that Mu Daxian would end up in this state—a state that seemed thoroughly dead yet not completely, straddling the line between "life and death."
Old Mo, as if restarting an old kerosene lamp, seemed to be trying to pull Mu Daxian out of it, an action that seemed to have just started recently, thus it’s completely unclear how effective it has been.
But whether it was Old Mo’s fading body or Mu Daxian’s current condition, both made Lin Yi very worried.
He didn’t know how exactly Mu Daxian ended up in this state right under the Night Watchman’s watch, but he no longer had time to consider much—because he finally confronted the Night Watchman.
His body uncontrollably leaped from the last fragmented slab of stone, flipping 180 degrees in mid-air, sliding like on a slide to face the Night Watchman, landing in a "Deadpool-style superhero" pose, and firmly shattered his own kneecaps.
He grimaced, sucking in a breath of cold air, and staggered to his feet,
Only at this moment, did he truly feel the control over his own body.
’Guess... it takes a car crash into a wall before handing back the remote control to the rightful owner...’ An involuntary thought popped into his mind, the Sky Blue Aura swirling around his knees, weaving a repair that ’plated’ his knees with a layer of gold membrane.
Looking at the silhouette of the Night Watchman right in front of him, Lin Yi opened his mouth, but at first didn’t know what to say; hence, at last, as if possessed by Maozi, he awkwardly said: "Uh... Hello... Night Watchman."
The Night Watchman didn’t speak, his body remained immovable, only his black trench coat flapping amid the gusts.
The atmosphere seemed a bit tense, leaving Lin Yi somewhat at a loss, but just as he couldn’t bear to start picking at his sneaker’s insole, the Night Watchman finally spoke: "He still kept his promise... you really made it here."
The Night Watchman’s first words seemed to reveal a shocking secret, startling Lin Yi profoundly.
"’Kept his promise’?! What does that mean?"
The Night Watchman’s majestic yet indifferent voice continued to echo: "It seems, the situation in other ’Dark Zones’ is not optimistic either; otherwise, there wouldn’t be just a few Grey Mist Invasions and already two people like ’you’ have appeared..."
"Ah?" Lin Yi opened his mouth wide, "Two? What do you mean by ’like me’?
The Night Watchman didn’t reply immediately but made a move.
As if a predetermined moment had arrived, he began to summon tremendous Supernatural Power, forcefully slamming into the Quantum giant clock adorned with countless Secret Marks.
The robust Bell Sound generated a surging wave, violently sweeping out to All Directions, the blast affecting the body of the Night Watchman, causing even the closest Night Watchman to experience some "lag" in movement.
Afterward, the wave pushed past Lin Yi’s body, taking along many fine particles from within him, but at this time, his body no longer sprayed out a blood mist, but instead all kinds of strange powder particles.
But now, Lin Yi had adapted to such surges; in this sweep, his body merely staggered once but soon stabilized, and his battered body was immediately repaired.
Subsequently, the wave rushed past Old Mo, causing Old Mo’s already moth-eaten body to broaden some boundaries of obliteration...
In such a wave, Old Mo’s body resembled a castle built on a beach, each wave eroding the edges, and with the expansion of the waves, eventually, he would be completely erased from this beach.
"Old Mo!" Lin Yi seeing this, couldn’t help but feel anxious.
"You should worry about yourself..." The voice of the Night Watchman rose slowly.
Lin Yi was startled and quickly looked at the Night Watchman, asking: "’Like me’, what does that mean?"
The Night Watchman, with his back to him, his voice deep yet evasive: "People who have the ’Dream Building’ trait."
"’Dream Building’?" Lin Yi puzzled.
"Are you only able to repeat?" the Night Watchman questioned, but immediately showed understanding, "From the foolishness you’re exhibiting right now, you must have been tampered with... Right, not being able to differentiate between dream and reality, for someone like you, that’s the greatest danger."
"But foolish as you are, this time... the other excellent traits you exhibited exceeded my expectations."
"Excellent traits?" Lin Yi instinctively wanted to repeat, but having been rebuked by the Night Watchman for being a Repeater, he didn’t press further...