"Siyu, don't worry, I can come out at any time now, but there is some surprise, I need to stay here a little longer, you wait for me. ”

In the palace, in order to reassure Xia Siyu, Zhao Yiming hurriedly explained.

When Xia Siyu heard this, her pretty face was full of anxiety, and she shouted loudly: "What's there to do there?

Come out?

Zhao Yiming shook his head, now that he has such a good opportunity to sharpen his mental power, how could he miss this opportunity.

Anyway, he has come to the imperial capital, and he can see Xia Siyu at any time, and he is not in a hurry.

"This bastard boy ......"

Outside, Grandpa Fu shook his head speechlessly, everyone else was eager to walk around the palace where the second prince was, but this guy was still lying inside and couldn't come out.

"Siyu, I'm sharpening my mental strength, I can't miss such a good opportunity. Wait, for an hour at the most, and I will come out. Zhao Yiming had no choice but to explain.

Xia Siyu was stunned, blinked, and asked in disbelief: "Sharpen your spiritual power, how to sharpen it? Isn't that the place where the second emperor brother is imprisoned?"

"Boy, what the hell are you doing? What about the second prince? Didn't you see the second prince?" Grandpa Fu was also confused, with the strength of Zhao Yiming's kid, how could he survive under the nose of the second prince?

Isn't the second prince in it?

No way!

Grandpa Fu could clearly feel that there was an aura of horror in it that made him tremble, and it was definitely the second prince.

As long as you see that terrifying holy beast once, you can't forget its breath.

"I saw the second prince, he was chained and couldn't hurt me. The reason why I was able to sharpen my spiritual power was because his killing intent was very strong, and he could refine my spiritual power. Zhao Yiming continued.

Hearing this, Xia Siyu looked at Grandpa Fu next to him with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Can this sharpen your spiritual power?"

"All I know is that if someone else had done this, he would have died countless times. Grandpa Fu said with a wry smile.

How can the second prince's murderous intent be described as strong? It must be described as very, very, very strong.

This kind of holy beast is known as the most ferocious and evil holy beast, and there should be no creature in this world with a stronger killing intent than it.

Grandpa Fu couldn't figure out why Zhao Yiming could survive, if he had gone in, it would have been difficult to resist the killing intent of the second prince, and he would have become an idiot at least and die on the spot.

In fact, the people who entered this palace before were all killed on the spot by this killing intent.

But Zhao Yiming's voice was full of anger, and it didn't look like he was in danger at all, which made Grandpa Fu very puzzled.

"Yiming, be careful!" Xia Siyu shouted with a concerned face, although she had Zhao Yiming's assurance, she was still a little worried.

After all, the second prince's murderous reputation is too great.

"Your Royal Highness, don't worry, this kid has always been very shrewd. Grandpa Fu said, and at the same time, he thought of Zhao Yiming's talent.

Zhao Yiming at the beginning did not have such a strong talent.

Perhaps, after they left, this young man got a chance.

This is not impossible in the Shenzhou Continent, some lucky people suddenly encounter some chance, so as to soar into the sky, this is in history.

"Hmm!" Xia Siyu nodded, but his eyes were still worried at the palace not far away.

......

Inside the palace.

After Zhao Yiming appeased Xia Siyu, he continued to sharpen his mental strength.

Sharpen with old spiritual power, and then get new spiritual power.

Zhao Yiming could clearly sense that the quantity of his spiritual power was decreasing, but the quality was becoming stronger and stronger.

It's like compressing a very large object, and although the volume has become smaller, the mass has increased.

Concentration is the essence, and that's what it says.

"These sharpened spiritual powers, I can control them much more easily than before, as if I can do whatever I want. ”

Zhao Yiming felt the sharpened spiritual power, and his eyes showed excitement.

He was now sure that once his spiritual power was fully tempered, then he would have a good chance of cultivating to ten thousand streams.

Wandaoliu!

If he cultivates into Ten Thousand Dao Streams in the Yuan Qi Realm, then his attack power can be comparable to that of a strong person in the True Martial Realm, and he can definitely dominate this year's Holy Land Hegemony Battle.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yiming couldn't help but be grateful to the second prince in front of him.

"I don't know why this second prince became like this?" Zhao Yiming suddenly became curious, he controlled his spiritual power and probed towards the second prince's body.

However, as soon as his spiritual power entered the second prince's body, he was crushed by the extremely strong killing intent in the second prince's body.

Even if Zhao Yiming tried to probe with the sharpened spiritual power, he still couldn't enter the body of the second prince, and the killing intent outside the other party's body was so terrifying, let alone the killing intent in the body.

In Zhao Yiming's eyes, this guy can no longer be called a human, but a collection of killing intent.

"I'm afraid this person has gone completely insane, and the only thing left in his heart is killing. Zhao Yiming shook his head, feeling a little sympathetic to the second prince.

It is a tragedy to be born so noble, but to end up in this picture.

"Help—save me—"

Suddenly, Zhao Yiming heard a faint voice.

This voice is very weak, but it is real, Zhao Yiming believes in his spiritual power, he definitely heard it correctly.

"Who is it?" Zhao Yiming couldn't help but open his head and look around, using his spiritual power to envelop the entire palace, but there were only corpses on the ground, and there was not a single living person.

"Could it be—" Zhao Yiming looked up at the second prince in front of him suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

"Help—me!" the voice came again.

Zhao Yiming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he could now be sure that this voice was from the second prince.

Although the other party's eyes were still full of murderous intent, without a trace of normal human color, the voice did come from his body.

Through Zhao Yiming's spiritual power, some intermittent cries for help were barely transmitted.

"Second Prince, is that you?" Zhao Yiming continued to probe out his spiritual power and asked.

"Help-save me-" The second prince's eyes stared at Zhao Yiming, and there seemed to be a color in his blood-red eyes, which was his only remaining desire to survive.

Zhao Yiming's heart was extremely shocked, the perseverance of this second prince was so strong, and after being swallowed by the killing intent for so many years, he could still maintain a trace of his original intention.

If it were someone else, under this terrifying killing intent, I am afraid that it would have been completely transformed into a big devil who could only kill.

"Second prince, my strength is low, I'm afraid I can't save you. Zhao Yiming sighed.

The second prince's weak voice came: "You...... You can...... Wait...... Will ......"

"What?" Zhao Yiming frowned, the second prince was too weak, and there were not many words that could be transmitted, and he was a little difficult to understand.

"Will...... Waiting for you to understand...... Will ......" The second prince's weak voice came again.

Zhao Yiming squinted his eyes when he heard this, and said with some suspicion: "As long as I comprehend the will, can I save you?"

He felt a little confused, because as long as it was a martial artist in the True Martial Realm, it was an existence that comprehended the will, and the Great Xia Empire didn't know how many martial artists there were.

If a martial artist of the True Martial Realm could rescue the second prince, I am afraid that the second prince would not have been trapped here for so many years.

"Tong ...... Changing Context...... Refining ...... Holy Beast Essence Blood ...... Can...... OK...... Save...... I ......," the second prince responded.

Hearing the words of the second prince, Zhao Yiming's eyes shot a fierce light, and his heart shook incomparably, how could the other party know that he had the essence blood of the holy beast?

You must know that that drop of Vermilion Bird Emperor blood has always been treasured by him, but with a crystal seal, it is impossible for outsiders to sense it.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yiming said coldly: "Second Prince, I don't have the blood of the Holy Beast!"

"Find ...... Looking for a dumb uncle...... He...... He would...... Here you go...... Sacred Beast ...... Essence...... Blood ......" the second prince's weak voice came.

The sharp light in Zhao Yiming's eyes disappeared suddenly, and he breathed a faint sigh of relief, it seemed that it was not his Vermilion Bird Emperor blood that was exposed, but that the other party wanted to give him a drop of Holy Beast Essence Blood.

Judging from the words of the second prince, if you want to save the second prince, you must reach the Transformation Realm, and you must refine a drop of holy beast essence blood.

This is very difficult, but this should not be difficult for Emperor Xia, right?

After all, the Great Xia Empire is so huge, can't you find some geniuses?

No matter how bad it is, Emperor Xia can also give others a drop of holy beast essence blood, as long as he can save the second prince, Emperor Xia shouldn't care.

"Yiming, aren't you okay?" Suddenly, Xia Siyu's anxious voice came from outside.

Zhao Yiming suddenly came back to his senses and found that a lot of time had passed, and his spiritual power had been all sharpened.

The newborn spiritual power has become extremely condensed, and it can be controlled as much as it wants, thousands of times easier than before.

"With such spiritual power, my cultivation of ten thousand streams is just around the corner. Zhao Yiming was immediately excited.

Turning his head and glancing at the second prince, Zhao Yiming said: "Second prince, I don't have the ability to save you now, I'll talk about it when I have the ability." ”

He did not agree and did not refuse.

After all, he needs to think about it.

Because the affairs of the royal family are very complicated, especially those princes, in order to compete for the throne, it is normal for brothers to kill each other.

Maybe it's because Zhao Yiming saved the second prince, and then offended a certain prince, it would be too cost-effective.

Zhao Yiming didn't want to be inexplicably involved in the rivalry between the princes, with his current strength, he would definitely be torn to pieces in the rivalry of these big shots.

What's more, he has nothing to do with the second prince, why should he risk his life to save the second prince?

Although that drop of Holy Beast Essence Blood was very tempting, it was not so attractive to him who had the blood of the Vermilion Bird Emperor.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yiming turned around and walked out of the palace.

Behind him, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed with a hint of hope.

For the second prince, Zhao Yiming was his last hope, because for so many years, only Zhao Yiming could ignore his killing intent.

This man is the only hope to save him.