Selling stones

"Who knows how big the gap is between myself and Ji Wuming," Ling Han said.

He did not believe that Ji Wuming, too, would be able to obtain natural purple grade Yang Soul Stones, and even if the other party had used a fused purple Yang Soul Stone to break through, the gap in strength between him and Ling Han would still shrink.

But would Ling Han be able to catch up?

Ling Han did not know, either. The reincarnated Ninth Heaven Celestial King was really too awesome, and who knew what kind of terrifying celestial techniques Ji Wuming possessed.

"Then, just battle!" Ling Han's eyes shone blazingly, his fighting spirit soaring.

They searched around in the canyon for a few more months, but did not find more purple grade Yang Soul Stones, though they did find a considerable number of indigo ones.

"Let's go and make a sale."