All the decorations are made of skulls of different sizes.
There are no people and no ghosts.
There is only the same endless darkness and the smell of death as outside.
"Wu Yun, why don't you kneel down when you see me!"
Suddenly, a cold and hoarse voice, like a broken gong, shook Wu Yun's ears.
This voice was so hoarse that it gave people goosebumps.
Just when Wu Yun was wondering who the speaker was.
The next moment, the dark space in the sky above was suddenly distorted.
Then, a dozen people suddenly appeared from the twisted space.
But they don't stand in a row.
A fierce-looking middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a crown stood in the middle.
On both sides, there are a row of strange-looking people, screaming and screaming, I don’t know what they are.
And the speaker who claims to be the deity is the one in the middle.
"Yama?"
Seeing the middle-aged man in the middle, Wu Yun whispered in surprise.
"Since you recognize me, why don't you kneel down quickly!"
The hoarse voice came again.
"kneel?"
Wu Yun frowned and whispered, but he did not refute.
But I suddenly had a strong feeling that this couldn't be the underworld.
Although he has never been to the real underworld.
But at least it's definitely not the case here.
King of Hell, King of Hell.
How could it appear out of thin air outside? Then why not sit in the palace?
At this moment, Wu Yun was constantly inquiring about the middle-aged man who called himself the King of Hell.
The strange thing is that I can't feel the slightest breath of a cultivator on his body.
And this happens.
There are only two possibilities.
Or, this is a mortal who has never practiced.
Or, this is a super peak existence that Wu Yun can't even match.
No, there is a third possibility.
That is, this person himself is illusory.
Because Wu Yun not only couldn't feel the slightest aura of a cultivator from that middle-aged man.
Even the dozen or so humanoids beside him, with teeth and claws waving, also had no cultivator aura.
In other words, even for this middle-aged man, he is at the top of his game.
But it’s impossible for those little minions around him, right?
"unreal?"
Wu Yun whispered secretly.
"Kneel down!"
Suddenly, the hoarse voice came again.
"So what if I don't kneel?
If you have the guts, try touching me!"
Wu Yun suddenly raised his head and said coldly.
Of course, he is also ready for battle.
The Taishang Martial God Art in the body is already in motion, and the killing method can be released at any time.
And the reason why he said this was to verify.
If this person, it is illusory.
Then, most of them will not have attack capabilities.
In addition, Wu Yun also thought of something.
This point is related to everything that happens after they step into this unintentional illusion.
Now, just waiting for verification.
"You bastard, you come to my underworld and dare to contradict me, you are looking for death!"
"I advise you to kneel down quickly, otherwise, I will definitely let you die without a burial place!"
This sentence was said very coldly and full of murderous intent.
However, after saying this, Wu Yun suddenly laughed.
It's an easy laugh.
At this moment, all worries were gone, because what he needed to verify had been completely verified.
This middle-aged man, including the scene before his eyes, is absolutely an illusion.
They have no offensive capabilities at all.
It's just that this kind of illusion is scary. Let's see who gives in and enter the scene according to their settings step by step.
Otherwise, if he really was that kind of transcendent and supreme being, even if he was contradicted by Wu Yun, how could he talk so much nonsense?
"Haha, trash, I almost got scared by you!"
Wu Yun smiled coldly, and in the next moment, the killing method and the killing sword appeared at the same time.
"Endless, killing!"
Without hesitation, Wu Yun struck directly with his sword.
The terrifying killing sword energy swept towards the man suspended in the air.
"I will kill you. If you dare to attack me, I..." In the blur, it seemed that the angry roar of the middle-aged man could be heard.
But it was just a roar, and he seemed unable to do anything.
Not to mention resisting.
Under the bombardment of endless killing blows, the middle-aged man and his group disappeared soon after.
At the same time, the palace where Wu Yun was located, and even the entire dark space around it, began to vibrate.
It can be seen that the palace begins to collapse and ceases to exist outside.
The vibrating space also began to be torn apart, and then quickly collapsed.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, Wu Yun did not feel surprised at all.
Instead, the smile on his face grew stronger and stronger.
Because this proves that his guess is correct.
Everything is illusion.
Everything in the entire Wuxin Illusion is illusion and has no lethality.
There is only fear.
Including everything that came before.
In other words, it also includes Huo Tiantian being injured, which is illusory.
Just because Huo was thinking about getting hurt every day, he got hurt.
In fact, he was not injured.
That's just an ability similar to a blind eye.
He had never paid attention to it before, but now that he understood everything, Wu Yun was able to figure it out in an instant.
Because Huo Tiantian was injured so seriously before, at least it seemed that serious.
But in fact, he was not affected much.
It was just because of the blindness and the existence of some special power that interfered with the judgment of Wu Yun and others, including Huo Tiantian himself.
Otherwise, if Huo Tiantian was so seriously injured at that time, how could he suddenly be able to start again without treatment?
At this moment, seeing the rapidly shattering and collapsing space, Wu Yun had a smile on his lips and said nothing.
He is waiting for this space to be completely shattered. When the time comes, if nothing happens, he will return directly to the outside, to the ancient land of Netherworld.
But now, there is only one thing that Wu Yun can't figure out about this Wuxin illusion.