Chapter 12956 9 Ding Wuhun

Chapter 12956 Nine Cauldron Martial Spirit
But fate did not seem to let the vulture off easily. The dragon was already ready to strike. Its huge claws were like a dark cloud pressing down on the sky, carrying an unstoppable force, and it suddenly slapped the vulture.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and a trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in Vulture's eyes. He tried his best and used his remaining strength to try to resist this fatal blow.

However, the disparity in strength made all his efforts seem so powerless. The dragon's claws easily pierced his chest, and blood splattered, dyeing the surrounding air red. The vulture's body was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a sad and beautiful arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, his life or death uncertain.

The air around him became even heavier because of this sudden change, and Ji Wuming's heart sank to the bottom. He knew very well that if no one came to his aid in time, Vulture would probably really die here.

Looking at his subordinate lying in a pool of blood with the flame of life flickering, Ji Wuming's eyes flashed with complex emotions - anger, grief, and even more helplessness and sigh about the fickleness of fate.

At this moment, Ji Wuming's figure was as fast as lightning, and he had reached the core of the battlefield in an instant. His face was solemn, and there was a resolute light flashing in his eyes.

With a low roar, he waved his hands violently, and gathered tremendous spiritual power in his palms, which turned into a gale visible to the naked eye. With the momentum of destroying the world, it slammed towards the rampaging dragon.

This attack was not only to save the vulture whose life was hanging by a thread, but also to demonstrate the majesty and inviolability of the Ji family as the former masters of the East China Sea.

As Ji Wuming moved, the void above his head seemed to be torn apart, and a huge bronze tripod slowly appeared, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was simple and solemn, emitting a faint golden light. This was his proud martial soul - one of the Nine Tripods.

This bronze tripod is not only the source of Ji Wuming's power, but also a witness to the glorious history of the Ji family. It carries the glory and wisdom of the Ji family's ancestors, and every appearance is enough to shock people.

The legend of the Ji family is widely spread in the East China Sea and even in the wider area. Long ago, the Ji family was the overlord of this sea area. They not only ruled the East China Sea, but also founded a huge empire. Their glorious achievements are still talked about by people today.

At that time, the ancestor of the Ji family awakened the Nine Cauldrons Martial Spirit. What a glory and power it was, enough to make the world change color. However, as time passed, the family gradually declined, and the inheritance of the Nine Cauldrons Martial Spirit became extremely difficult. Until now, it has once again shone in the head of the Ji family, although this light is slightly dim, not even one tenth of that of the ancestor.

The reason why the Ji family's patriarch's Nine Cauldrons Martial Spirit is incomplete is due to the regrets and efforts of several generations of the family. They know that only a complete Nine Cauldrons Martial Spirit can revive the Ji family and reproduce its former glory.

Therefore, when Jiang Xiruo appeared with her pure and powerful bloodline and talent, the head of the Ji family saw hope.

He firmly believed that Jiang Xiruo's bloodline power was the key to repairing the Nine Cauldrons Martial Soul. This obsession made him willing to take Jiang Xiruo into the Ji family at all costs, making her an important chess piece in repairing his martial soul and revitalizing his family.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, Jiang Xiruo must be a virgin. This prerequisite has undoubtedly become a knot that the head of the Ji family cannot let go of.

He knew very well that the restoration and strengthening of the Nine Cauldrons Martial Soul relied on many harsh conditions, and Jiang Xiruo's virginity was one of them. This was not only the rule of ancient heritage, but also the hope for their family's resurgence.

However, fate always seems to like playing jokes on people. Jiang Xiruo finally chose Ling Xiao's father. The two got married and together gave birth to Ling Xiao, the miracle of life.

This fact was like a bolt from the blue to the head of the Ji family. He was angry because his plan was completely disrupted, and years of planning and expectations seemed to have vanished overnight; he was unwilling because the appearance of Jiang Xiruo, which should have been a turning point for the revival of the Ji family, has now become an untouchable illusion.

This anger and unwillingness burned like a raging fire in his chest, driving him to make a series of decisions in an attempt to reverse this seemingly irreversible fate.

That’s how the following events happened.

I have strayed off topic, let's get back to the point. The bronze tripod martial spirit that Ji Wuming awakened was not prominent in the Ji family's martial spirit lineage, but was only an ordinary one. However, this power glowed with extraordinary brilliance in his hands.

The ancient patterns on the bronze tripod seemed to contain the wisdom and power accumulated over the years. Every surge of spiritual power significantly enhanced Ji Wuming's strength.

He knew very well that even if this martial spirit was not top-notch, as long as it was used properly, it could still be a powerful assistant in battle.

At this moment, Ji Wuming was concentrating all his attention, gathering all his strength in his palm. That palm was not only a declaration of war against the dragon, but also a protection for the vulture's life. He silently thought of the honor and responsibility of his family, and tried to use the power of this blow to blow away the rampaging dragon and buy a glimmer of life for the vulture.

However, at this critical moment, something unexpected happened. Ji Wuming's palm wind had already blasted through the void, carrying a devastating momentum, and was about to hit the dragon, when a nimble figure rushed in like lightning and blocked his attack.

That figure was Ling Xiao. With an almost incredible speed and reaction, he successfully blocked Ji Wuming's fatal blow.

Facing Ji Wuming's palm that was powerful enough to shake the mountains and rivers, Ling Xiao's eyes showed no fear or retreat. He knew very well that this was a battle of life and death and honor, and he could not afford to be careless.

Then, he rushed forward as fast as a cheetah hunting its prey, and the bloodthirsty knife held tightly in his right hand was shining coldly, revealing a heart-pounding murderous aura.

"Swish!" With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty knife drew a dazzling blade light, flashed across the field, and went straight to Ji Wuming's palm wind.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and the violent energy fluctuations generated by the confrontation between the two forces.

"Boom!" Finally, the two forces collided violently in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. Ji Wuming's palm wind was forced to stop in place by Ling Xiao's knife, but the destructive force did not weaken much, and still exuded a terrifying aura that made people's heart palpitate.

This sudden confrontation shocked everyone present. They witnessed the thrilling contest between the two strong men, and also felt the respect and competition between the strong.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's tactics were fully demonstrated.

He did not retreat because of the fierce impact of the first confrontation. Instead, he used the aftermath of this force to quickly grasp the Sword of God-Slaying in his left hand. The tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, like the brightest star in the night sky, pointing directly at the fleeting weakness in Ji Wuming's palm wind.