Atop Xingu Mountain, the very one that accommodated the entire Zishan clan. Mengmeng helped Zishan Hui up as the man struggled to sit.
Zishan Meng had used her healing technique the last time and it had only helped in the aspect of putting his bones back in place which means, Zishan Hui should definitely be in a lot of pain.
The man gritted his teeth, his hands crossed over Mengmeng's shoulder. When he finally finds a comfortable position, he asked.
"Should we really do nothing? The Immortal Lord is cunning and would go to the extreme just for Yao's location to be revealed."
Zishan Meng stared at her husband for a while and then turned her back on him.
She said,
"Seishan cultivated emotions and had almost discovered the truth. And of course, you were correct in your deduction of the emotions he's cultivated."
She turned swiftly seeing the calm look on her husband's face.
"You were actually there?"
Mengmeng smiled and cupped his cheeks.
"I'm sorry I had to let you take all that suffering in order to destroy his cultivation, I needed information."
Zishan Hui's eyes widened.
"You destroyed his cultivation?"
Mengmeng sighed.
"Not exactly everything, but I'm sure I've crippled his emotions. He cannot cultivate that power again."
Zishan Hui smiled sweetly. "At least you stopped him from believing in that power. It would have been disastrous if I hadn't discovered that flaw."
There was a moment of silence before Zishan Hui continued his statement.
"He made mention of turning the entire world against the Zishan clan. What do you think would be the Immortal Lord's next choice of action?"
Mengmeng thought silently and responded.
"The Four Ruling Power!"
Zishan Hui counted two prominent surnames.
"Bai, Wang,"
Mengmeng chuckled.
"Ku, Liu. These four would be our downfall."
Zishan Hui's face was solemn. "Three days should be enough for commotion to break out, don't you think?"
Naturally, the Zishan clan is head over the four ruling powers, but then it is still these four that would be used as a weapon against them.
Suddenly, the entire Xingu Mountain trembled dramatically, causing both Hui and Meng to freeze.
Mengmeng is now a Dú ké hán so there is nothing for her to fear. She stood up from her position and Zishan Hui stood up too, ignoring the excruciating pain he felt.
"It should be right about— now!"
A swift but terrifying arrow instantly cut through the sky, severing existence and almost shattering the runes covering the Xingu Mountain's core.
As the only one in the Kû realm, Mengmeng had to stop that arrow and she did, except— her hands bled from touching it due to the material it was created from.
Only one clan is adept in archery and that is the Ku clan.
Mengmeng gritted her teeth.
"That's Grandmaster Ku Deng."
Zishan Hui snorted.
"Let's go greet him."
They held each other's hands and simply vanished, appearing below the mountain in an instant.
And there they were, Grandmaster Ku Deng, Ancestor Bai Wangyuan, Patriarch Liu Shaoyin and Wang Tian.
These were the four ruling powers which the Zishan clan headed, but now— for some reason, the four ruling powers were against them.
"Wasn't the Ninth-fortress sect closed down yesterday Mr Zishan? I heard that without Sheng, it is impossible to run the sect."
Zishan Hui stared at Bai Wangyuan and hissed. "You know that I can pick up from where my father had left out? I am his heir."
Bai Wangyuan laughed.
And then, their faces turned grim. "We've come for a purpose. We are here to destroy the Zishan clan Twelve Marquises."
Mengmeng's expression changed.
"The Twelve Marquises just stepped into the Zǔxiān realm. I won't let you destroy what the Zishan clan had spent a lot to produce."
Ku Deng smiled and drew his arrow. "What exactly can you do from this point?"
Chills immediately ran up Mengmeng's spine and she vanished.
She appeared before Marquis Yang and found her body pinned to the wall by a terrifyingly sharp arrow.
Anger swelled within her, surging wildly like a powerful dam and she disappeared.
When she appeared before the Four Ruling Power, she lunged straight at Ku Deng, the power of a Kû realm expert shaking the sky.
"Ku Deng, you dare defy me. How dare you kill one of my Marquis?"
Liu Shaoyin smiled at Mengmeng and whispered.
"I've cultivated extreme yin and yang. I've also merged them together. Do you want to experience it? You haven't even discovered your calamity while I've started my own journey. It is telling who would win."
Zishan Hui turned towards Mengmeng and shouted.
"Mengmeng, please help me enter the antediluvian realm."
As a Primordial, it would be difficult to fight against a Kû but if he becomes an Ortuser, the chance would rise from ten percent to 30 percent.
Mengmeng turned towards Zishan as her two fingers stuck out. Then, a powerful array formation manifested in golden runes and Hui sat at its center as he cultivated.
Wang Tian sneered.
"He's only becoming an Ortuser and it won't help the situation at all. Ku Deng, kill the remaining eleven Marquises."
Ku Deng smiled as he drew his arrow and this time, he aimed at Nian Nian, a very talented Primogenitor.
Mengmeng's pupils shrank rapidly. She stared at Ku Deng's arrow as it slipped away. The worst part is that she was unable to stop the arrow from moving.
Among the four ruling powers, Ku Deng held the highest cultivation. He is at the peak of the Kû realm. But he couldn't break through to immortality— at least, not now. And that is why Ku Deng easily killed with his arrow and had not missed.
Atop Xingu Mountain, Nian Nian stood with Qingyu, and of course he was robbing the young man of his spirit roots.
Normally, those in the Zǔxiān realm can absorb spirit essence from the universe itself so they did not need spirit roots, which should be strange that a Zǔxiān would be stealing from younger cultivators.
But all of a sudden, the hair on his body stood on end and he swerved to the left.
An arrow headed his way at terrifying speed.
This arrow held the power of a higher powerhouse, but how Nian Nian dodged was a complete mystery.
Nian Nian breathed heavily, staring down at the mountain and realizing that something was up.
His hands clutched his chest tight, realizing that he had almost died just now.