Lin Yi's pupils trembled violently. In that shattered mirror world, he could vaguely make out Mu Daxian's dismembered body!
The distance was too great for Lin Yi to clearly see Mu Daxian's current condition, but from the glimpse he caught, it looked as though some force had torn Mu Daxian apart and tossed him into that mirror world. Compared with Lao Mo, whose body was already riddled with holes, Mu Daxian could only be described as utterly mangled.
He was like Exodia the Forbidden One nailed to a cross, his body shattered and split apart, with only the heart in his chest still beating slowly.
No wonder Lao Mo had stopped seeming so anxious once he confirmed that Mu Daxian had reached the Clock Tower. Perhaps he had known Mu Daxian would end up like this-looking thoroughly dead yet not entirely dead, somewhere "between life and death."
While restarting the Old Kerosene Lamp, Lao Mo seemed to be trying to pull Mu Daxian out. He had probably only just begun, so there was no discernible effect yet.
But both Lao Mo's disintegrating body and Mu Daxian's current state worried Lin Yi deeply.
He did not know how Mu Daxian had ended up like this right under the Night Watchman's nose, but he had no time to consider it-because he had finally arrived before the Night Watchman.
Beyond his control, his body leaped from the last stone slab fragment... upward, flipped a hundred and eighty degrees in midair, and slid down in front of the Night Watchman as though riding a slide. He landed in a "Deadpool-style superhero pose," squarely shattering his kneecap.
"Hiss..."
He grimaced, sucked in a breath, and staggered to his feet.
Only then did he feel control of his own body return to him.
*Right... crashed the