Sometimes the Night Watchman was right. His memory might have problems, but his body's instincts would never be wrong, so-
"I'm leaving this to you! My body!"
At the critical moment, Lin Yi did something akin to giving up resistance, and the "Sanctuary" did not disappoint. It abruptly drained him dry on the spot...
With a bang, Lin Yi was sucked against the surface of the "Sanctuary." All his flesh and blood were stripped away and absorbed by the Sacred Altar, leaving only the golden skeleton that had been "forged" earlier, along with the brain, heart, and internal organs enclosed within it, still holding firm and desperately keeping him going.
Lin Yi was dumbfounded...
Wait, where are my instincts?
Not far away, Lao Mo, who was still expending his "life" to pull Mu Daxian out of the mirror world and had been reduced to a single heart going "thump, thump," was equally dumbfounded. What was going on with Lin Yi? Holy shit, even this couldn't kill him?!
He... just what kind of monster was he?
Lao Mo, down to his very last drop of blood, could not help letting out a horrified exclamation.
Having received training from the Authorities, he knew that ordinary Contamination Persons could touch certain lower-ranked supernatural creations. But supernatural creations that had existed from the beginning, and those created by supernatural beings, were not things conventional life-forms could meddle with.
The creations put together by the "Last Apostles" were the foremost examples.
And this Quantum Giant Bell, the "Sanctuary," could be called a divine artifact of sorts. For countless years, the Night Watchman had wielded the "Sanctuary," watching over the Art Building, the sky, and the Great Sea.
Ordinary Art Teachers were not even qualified to ascend to the upper levels of the Clock Tower, let