What does it feel like to be watched by a million people at the same time?

I am afraid that no one in the history of history will be lucky enough to experience such an experience.

Perhaps in some large-scale public events, such as the Prosperous Youth Soul Master Competition in Mainland China, millions of spectators will focus on the wonderful performance of the heroes on the competition field. But the eyes of the spectators are definitely mixed, and many of them are absent-minded.

The person is distracted and does other things carelessly.

Or it might be like accepting the awed gazes of the people at a large-scale ceremony during a royal tour. But some of them must be too fearful to look directly at the monarch, and can only kneel on the ground and wait for the event to end.

And now, at the Sun-Moon Empire's heaven-sacrifice ceremony, a strange and horrifying scene appeared.

Everyone within sight seemed to be frozen, all looking in the same direction. That was on the seventh floor of the Sun and Moon Temple of Heaven, where Prince Xu Tianran was.

The group of soul engineers who had just taken off and were preparing to escort them were all suspended in the air, leaving only the flying soul guides flapping their wings alone.

Under the simulation, Huo Yuhao widened his eyes and looked at Xu Tianran with a sinister smile. All this was his masterpiece.

He called on all the spiritual power that could be summoned from Tianmeng, and unleashed an unprecedented spiritual sharing.

The number of people who have shared it exceeds three million.

Sharing the spirit of an ordinary person consumes almost nothing, but accumulating enough quantitative changes is enough to cause qualitative changes. Sharing the spirit of more than three million people, even with Tianmeng's millions of years of mental power, is already Huo Yuhao's.

It's the limit.

The image they shared was exactly Xu Tianran's body.

But this is not the end yet, not only the sharing of spirits, but also Huo Yuhao's seemingly non-threatening fourth soul skill, spiritual suggestion.

Everyone who received the spiritual sharing did not speak, but stared blankly up at the Temple of Heaven. However, over the dead southern suburbs, a strange atmosphere was brewing, like a surging undercurrent, waiting to develop into a turbulent storm.

Tsunami.

At this moment, Xu Tianran seemed to be the center of the entire world.

He is also one of the recipients of spiritual sharing.

The prince's eyes suddenly widened, and his upper body leaned back. Fortunately, he quickly reacted. He touched the ground with the long sword in his hand, straightened his leaning body, regained his composure, and shouted again:

"The hands of the protector of the country obey my orders! Mr. Zhang, Mr. Jia, Mr. Fu... follow me to eradicate the traitors!"

However, no one obeyed his orders this time. Even the many Sun and Moon warriors Xu Tianran said were serving him did not move and just looked at him in shock.

Without mental preparation, you receive spiritual sharing information without any warning, and the content is so weird and absurd that it is not that easy to come back to your senses.

The topic of heirs and reproduction is really too delicate. Not only the high-ranking princes and nobles, but also the dawn public, soul masters and ordinary people, men and women, are all closely related to this matter. They are born because of it, come to the world, and will

This legacy continues.

In an era that has not yet gotten rid of feudal ideology, once a man or woman is labeled as unable to leave an heir, they will automatically lose all noble attributes and fall to the bottom of the contempt chain.

In the imperial city, the prince would be deposed because of the death of the heir, and the concubine would be ignored because of the death of the heir. At the border, the voice controlled by the clan in a remote country was also closely connected with it.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Xu Tianran still pretended to be calm and continued to shout sternly: "Follow me and kill the national traitors!"

But this time, his calmness was a little more violent and panicked.

At this time, someone laughed.

"Hehe, hehehe, hahahahaha..."

The weird laughter was filled with excitement and excitement.

Xu Tianran suppressed the rage in his heart and looked around. It was Xu Sheng who disrupted all his plans.

The other party covered his face with his right hand and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Xu Tianran, it turns out that you really don't have any vagina anymore. I think you should stop calling Xu Tianran and change your name to Xu Gongran, hahahaha——"

Xu Tianran was stunned for a moment and quickly understood what the other party meant. The word "天" became the word "work" after removing the person below it.

Such humiliation made him furious, but he still managed to stay rational and said: "Everyone, this must be a psychedelic technique used by the traitor. Follow me to kill the evil spirit!"

He called loudly again, but still no one responded.

The Sun and Moon experts next to them all remained silent, and no one launched an attack as previously rehearsed. Each piece of powerful soul guidance equipment gradually dispersed the fluctuations in soul power, and some even subconsciously stepped back, taking half a step away from Xu Tianran.

"ah--"

At this time, Xu Tianran finally could no longer maintain the calmness and majesty of the emperor. He roared without any image, stared at Huo Yuhao with a ferocious face, gritted his teeth and said: "It's you! You must have done it all!"

Huo Yuhao sneered and did not speak. Instead, he used spirit sharing to say something full of disdain in Xu Tianran's mind.

"I did it. What do you want? What can you do? What do you dare to do?"

The arrogant three consecutive questions hit his soul, making Xu Tianran's whole body tremble. He had not suffered any attacks yet, but it was even colder than bathing in the extremely cold spring.

He knew that if the other party allowed him to see his ugly body, he would also allow others to see it. Looking at the reactions of the people around him, everything was obvious.

Objectively speaking, all of Xu Tianran's reactions just now are already extremely excellent coping methods, which fully reflect his ability and skill.

He had a twisted mentality. When Du Bushit revealed his own shortcomings, he quickly restrained the rage in his heart, deliberately changed the subject, and ignored the other party's humiliation.

Huo Yuhao felt that Xu Tianran knew public relations.

When the other party made an accusation that was extremely unfavorable to him, Xu Tianran did not defend himself. Instead, he immediately changed the subject and waited for Beidi Douluo to show up before launching a mutiny without giving anyone a chance to argue about the truth.

Xu Tianran understood that his first task was to eliminate his competitors and hold the throne in his hands first. As for other people's suspicions in the future, he could deal with them slowly.

You can directly refute the rumors and kill all the doubters. If you really can't hide it, at worst, you can directly admit your shortcomings.

With his own ability, even if he has no heirs, no member of the royal family would dare to disobey him as a young man.

If it really doesn't work, you can adopt an obedient and excellent child from the side room as your heir. As long as you become the emperor, this won't be a problem at all, and there will be a lot of room for maneuver!

But the premise of all that is that he has become the emperor.

After all, the emperor can control personnel matters, but the prince cannot.

Xu Tianran's plan was very simple. First, muddy the waters, rebel directly, and kill Beidi Douluo and Du BuSai at all costs. Then blame all the damage to Mingdu on Du BuSai.

Thousands of people in Mingdu were destined to lose their lives in this process, which served as an excuse for him to stir up hatred and recuperate for a few years before launching a holy war against the Tianhun Empire.

But now, all his plans collapsed at the first step.

The poisonous poison in the air released the spirit of possession, and those Sun and Moon experts no longer paid attention to him. Only Kong Deming kept watch. The poisonous person didn't care at all. He squinted slightly and looked at the Temple of Heaven with interest.

He was very familiar with the soul skill of mental detection, and he dared to assert that all this must have been done by that boy Huo Yuhao.

On the sixth floor, Jing Hongchen let out a long sigh. Neither he nor the masters from Mingdetang ran to the seventh floor to participate in the battle, ignoring Xu Tianran's orders.

Orange sat slumped on the ground, her originally beautiful eyes and skin becoming extremely sad, unable to see any luxury.

Xu Tianran is dead, and she will not be spared either.

Now, Xu Tianran was like a traitor to others, and those who were loyal to him were indifferent. In an instant, he was the only one left with the power he controlled.

However, at this moment, the voice sounded in Xu Tianran's mind again.

"Look over there~"

Xu Tianran subconsciously followed the guidance of the voice and looked down at the Temple of Heaven, feeling that all the blood in his body had solidified.

Looking around, there are densely packed people looking at themselves neatly. Looking down at this scene from a high place makes your scalp numb and your whole body trembling.

He instantly understood the other party's intention. It was not only the powerful men above the Temple of Heaven who received the spiritual sharing, but also the millions of Mingdu people below!

Xu Tianran felt that the entire world had lost all other colors, leaving only shadows and paleness.

This powerful Titled Douluo didn't receive any attacks, and his soul power remained at full strength, but he felt dizzy. If his lower body wasn't equipped with a specially made soul-guided prosthetic limb, he might not even be able to stand still.

However, this is not over yet.

The dead silence in the sky over the southern suburbs only lasted for a short period of time. The people gradually began to lose their patience, and a small murmur of sound could be heard from the crowd.

"I didn't expect His Royal Highness to be..."

Some people couldn't help but whisper to themselves, some lowered their heads and snickered, and some covered their mouths to suppress their laughter to avoid being arrested by the troops nearby for insulting members of the royal family.

But these tiny sounds and small movements cannot escape Huo Yuhao's mental detection.

These detected little movements and ridicules were passed on to Xu Tianran through Huo Yuhao.

The voices of millions of people were collected and selected, like the matrix and Skynet connected together, and like a swarm of transparent thinking bees, forming a huge information storm pouring into Xu Tianran's mind. Of course, these voices were mainly ridiculed.

Xu Tianran's already wide eyes opened even wider, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyeballs were no less than Huo Yuhao's.

However, Huo Yuhao did it because of the intense consumption of his mental energy, while Xu Tianran did it out of extreme anger.

"Hahaha, this is your prince, Xu Tianran, how do you feel now? How do you feel?"

Huo Yuhao's voice was like a devil's whisper, but only Xu Tianran, the person involved, could hear it.

This is another extreme application of spiritual sharing - spiritual pollution.

Spiritual sharing can not only be shared with companions to help convey information and understand the surrounding environment, but can also be shared with the enemy, causing him to be tortured to the point of haggardness, neurasthenia, and mental hypersensitivity.

Paired with Spiritual Exile, the lethality of this combo may have no upper limit for some people.

Huo Yuhao guessed that Ji Juechen was very likely to be immune to this trick, but it had an obvious effect on Xu Tianran.

The noisy jeers from the people echoed in his ears, and Xu Tianran's body began to tremble continuously.

After suffering such humiliation, even if he could become the Emperor of the Sun and Moon and unify the entire continent, what would be the point?

No.
To be continued...