Chapter 2687 Two Feelings and Two Understandings
This outrageous degree is beyond Wu Yun's initial imagination and cognition.
At least, it is beyond his cognition of the skull itself.
From the beginning, Wu Yun never thought that the skull would be so big.
At that moment, Wu Yun felt that everything he saw was covered by the skull.
The blood-colored cover seemed to cover the entire sky.
Houses and mountains are not enough to describe the feeling that the skull gave Wu Yun.
The entire sky is covered, what kind of concept is this?
Of course, maybe all this is not so exaggerated.
Maybe the skull is not as big as Wu Yun thinks.
But at least that feeling, that oppressive feeling, made Wu Yun subconsciously think that the skull covered all the scenes he could see.
Even, let alone compared with the entire skull.
Even compared with the two empty holes on the skull, he felt as small as an ant.
This kind of smallness is still difficult to describe specifically.
It is not a pure comparison between big and small.
It was a feeling from the soul, similar to the sense of death he had felt before.
From the depths of his soul, Wu Yun felt that he was very small in front of the skull, so small that it was not worth mentioning.
However, even so.
Even though the skull had pressed to within two meters of Wu Yun.
Wu Yun still did not feel any danger.
There was only that sense of death and that sense of insignificance.
Even, at some point, Wu Yun had already subconsciously sunk into it.
He sank into this feeling.
Facing the coming of the skull, he did not dodge, let alone fight back.
He just stood there calmly, letting the skull come towards him.
Finally, the skull touched Wu Yun.
But Wu Yun did not feel anything at all.
... Just like that.
Time, I'm afraid it has been a full hour.
Needless to say, Wu Yun must have completely fit in with the skull.
I don't know if the skull has merged into Wu Yun's body.
Or was Wu Yun swallowed by the skull?
In short, Wu Yun has been trapped in that state.
He did not move, nor did he resist.
Of course, he did not die.
Or, at least Wu Yun felt that he was not dead.
He was not even harmed by the skull.
There were only two feelings that filled his heart.
And Wu Yun was trapped in these two feelings.
In fact, this is a very strange feeling and state.
Because all this is very common.
But at this moment, it has developed in a direction that Wu Yun could not understand.
If it were normal, Wu Yun would either die, be seriously injured, or be swallowed up completely, leaving nothing behind.
But it was not the result.
At this moment, Wu Yun's eyes were completely covered by a blood-red color.
The whole person has been in this indescribable strange state.
One hour, two hours, three hours... or even longer.
Because Wu Yun could not accurately calculate the time.
In fact, in the middle, Wu Yun also reacted and thought about getting rid of this state and getting out of it.
But, I always felt that something was missing.
Not too much, just a little bit.
It was precisely because of this little gap that he couldn't get out.
Soon, he fell into it again.
This repetition has always made Wu Yun deeply trapped.
But Wu Yun has gradually confirmed one thing.
He is now in the bloody skull.
And this bloody skull is not aggressive.
It even seems to be guiding Wu Yun on a path.
But these are just Wu Yun's guesses and cannot be determined.
Time drags on.
In the end, I don't know how long I have been here.
But Wu Yun is not in a hurry, and even his state of mind has gradually calmed down completely.
He no longer maintains the standing posture as before.
He sat down cross-legged.
Slowly closed his eyes, letting his whole body be in a state of emptiness.
Although the two feelings brought by the bloody skull did not dissipate.
But Wu Yun seemed to have understood something from it.
He gradually discovered that these two feelings were conveying some information to him.
Or, some understanding.
Some understandings that he could never understand from other places.
Two feelings, two understandings.
One is about the way of killing.
One is about the state of mind.
Regarding the way of killing, it is the sense of death, the sense of death from the soul.
Regarding the state of mind, it is the sense of insignificance.
It also comes from the sense of insignificance of the soul.
Although it is still the beginning, there is only a little understanding.
It is not even certain whether his guess can be taken seriously.
However, in Wu Yun's heart, there is another voice telling him.
To understand and pursue in these two directions.
If you can really understand it completely, there will be great gains.
And Wu Yun's current state is also very obvious. He chose to respect the other voice in his heart.
He chose to understand and pursue in these two directions.
Gradually, Wu Yun had completely ignored time.
A few days, more than ten days, or even longer.
Of course, it might not be that long.
In short, Wu Yun had completely ignored time.
And at a certain moment.
Wu Yun's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Two extremely bright lights burst out from his pupils.
In this light, there was also a faint scarlet.
The scarlet was exactly the same as that of the bloody skull.
At some point, the way of killing had already flowed out of Wu Yun's body.
And the sword of killing also appeared in his hand.
It was visible to the naked eye that on the silver-white sword of killing in his hand.
In the middle of the sword body, there was actually a straight scarlet.
Line-shaped.
From the tip of the sword, it spread all the way to the hilt.
