The scene unfolding before him was downright bizarre; the Ancient Demon Soul performed an action that left Chen Nan, the Haotian Tower, and the Black Feathered Chicken Fire Qilin within the inner world of the tower utterly stunned.

Chaotic Nine Forms! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Hahaha! Chen Nan, you damned brat, do you think you can use this move against me? Bring it on, I will return your own way back to you today!"

The Ancient Demon Soul shook its two massive heads, looking at Chen Nan as if he were an idiot, and at this moment, it actually performed the Chaotic Nine Forms.

Chen Nan had just performed the Chaotic Three Forms, and now the Ancient Demon Soul executed three forms as well. If not for being inside the Haotian Tower, with them causing such turmoil, the entire Ancient God Star might have been destroyed.

After the Ancient Demon Soul completed its display, it seemed unsatisfied and stared wide-eyed at Chen Nan.

Chen Nan was also flustered; this Ancient Demon Soul was too abnormal! It managed to grasp the first three forms of the Chaotic Nine Forms just by watching once. That’s outrageously formidable, and how did it manage to master the mental method of this lethal move?

Chen Nan was bewildered, and even more perplexed was the Haotian Tower, "How is this possible? Even if I’ve seen this move, I cannot deduce the mental method from it. But this Ancient Demon Soul..."

For the first time, the Small Tower realized it had misjudged, wondering if this Ancient Demon Soul was once a peerless genius, able to quickly master any ultimate attack and divine skill used in front of it?

"No, that’s not right; Little Tower once saw a divine-level talisman capable of replicating others’ divine skills, but the Chaotic Nine Forms, famous through the ages, is no ordinary killing move and couldn’t be learned in such a short time."

The Haotian Tower’s spiritual body scratched its head within the tower’s inner world, looking very distressed.

Since arriving at the Four Extremes World, it had never been wrong in judgment, yet now it had capsized in the gutter, driving it frantic with worry.

"Impossible, these Chaotic Nine Forms—even those Outer Domain powerhouses lack such skill. He’s merely a remnant soul native to the Four Extremes World; achieving this is utterly impossible."

Listening to the Haotian Tower’s words, Chen Nan was unconvinced: "Who says? Perhaps the Primordial Emperor of Heaven could achieve it."

The Haotian Tower rolled its eyes: "Though it’s said there’s no first in literature, and no second in martial arts, do you think the gap between the first in the Demon Path and the Righteous Path is significant? If your ancestor could simply master the first person’s killing move from the Demon Path, they would have destroyed them long ago."

Historically, the righteous and demonic have never coexisted, and although they united against the Heavenly People Clan back then, a great divide continues to exist between them.

Chen Nan wasn’t one to be obstinate; after careful consideration, it seemed true. The Heavenly Dao seeks a balanced power; perhaps his ancestor truly lacked such capability.

"Could it be possible that this guy’s Cultivation Technique coincidentally matches that of the Demon Path Supreme, allowing him to easily perform this move?" Chen Nan speculated, as nothing else made sense.

"That’s possible, and if he’s a successor or something, seeing those old farts on Demon God Mountain might clarify things; they’ve lived long and should know more."

The Haotian Tower nodded.

Yet the Ancient Demon Soul sneered: "Haha, Chen Nan, you detestable wretch! My true self was akin to an ancient god; the mere Chaotic Nine Forms is nothing. Whatever divine skills you have, unleash them, and I will master them."

Chen Nan nearly spat blood in anger, but upon thinking again, he realized that when he previously battled the Ancient Demon Soul, he did not see it being so agile, or instantly learning skills.

"Unleash my ass; didn’t you see my divine skills earlier? How come you haven’t learned those? If you were really that capable, you’d be in the heavens by now. You claim your true self was godlike, what a joke! Grandpa has slain Ancient God Avatars and specializes in killing gods. Plus, do you even know who your true self is?"

Chen Nan’s eyes glinted with pity: "You don’t even know who you are—what a pity, what sorrow. Honestly, you’re worse than a three-year-old; they at least know their parents’ names. What do you know?"

"Me? Who am I?"

A flicker of confusion crossed the hollow gaze of the Ancient Demon Soul.

"On Earth, forget names—even three-year-olds know their home phone number. Do you know what a telephone is? You idiot!"

His rapid-fire words once again drove the Ancient Demon Soul into a frenzy: "Phone? What is a phone?"

Chen Nan laughed to himself. How could an ancient demon, trapped in the Demon Abyss for thousands of years, possibly know what a phone is without being utterly abnormal?

The Demon Soul glared at Chen Nan, highly agitated.

It didn’t know why, but upon seeing Chen Nan its soul stirred enormously; now provoked by Chen Nan, it went berserk inside the Haotian Tower’s inner space.

Chen Nan evacuated the inner world of the Haotian Tower, somewhat worried: "Is it safe for him to go on a rampage like that? Plus, do you remember what he said about coming out soon; is it possible?"

The Haotian Tower sneered: "How could it be? He’s just a Supreme Realm remnant soul. Even if he had used the body of a young demon to recover, his strength wouldn’t surpass Cang Yue’s lord. I can definitely trap him, but if it was someone like Nine Netherworld’s power, I couldn’t hold him long; for someone like Dragon Emperor..."

"Someone like Dragon Emperor, you couldn’t trap at all, right?"

Chen Nan burst into laughter, seizing an opportunity to mock the Small Tower.

Seeing the Small Tower roll its eyes, its body trembling in anger, Chen Nan gleefully reached the void above the Execution Hall and glanced down; the girls had arrived—Zhao Han, Black Feathered Chicken, Black Forest Demon King, Fire Qilin.

As Chen Nan scanned the group, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure among them, Ape Ancestor.

Ape Ancestor had returned to the Execution Hall. At the time of slaying the Yin Yang Saintess’s Divine Soul, Chen Nan hadn’t managed to absorb her memory, and later he’d learned from Ji Yueshen that the Yin Yang Saintess’s residual soul had already gone to the Netherworld.

Upon returning to the Ancient God Star these past days, the Execution Hall’s practitioners had been on the lookout, and with the fall of the Yin Yang Clan Saintess, the Soldier’s clan founder, and the Mohist clan founder, the Execution Hall’s Heavenly Lord numbers had doubled, totaling around five hundred Heavenly Lords.

But there had been no news of Ape Ancestor, and it was unexpected that as they prepared to set out for the Death Star Domain, Ape Ancestor had returned.

Chen Nan was in a great mood: "Ape Ancestor, you didn’t escape on your own, did you?"

Ape Ancestor shook his head and looked toward Ji Yueshen, who chuckled: "Chen Nan, you owe me another favor!"

Chen Nan was dumbfounded; why hadn’t he thought to ask Ji Yueshen? She was in the Yin Yang Saintess’s body, surely she knew where the opponent had imprisoned Ape Ancestor.

In his haste, he’d forgotten about it. Members of the Heaven Punishment Alliance didn’t know of Ji Yueshen, assuming the Yin Yang Saintess’s soul and body had vanished together.

"Now that everyone is here, let’s set off for the Death Star Domain!" Chen Nan commanded, and the group surged into the void.