Feng Jun racked his brains to defend against this Yin Soul, but even so, he wasn't sure how much the other party knew about his secrets. So as soon as he had a free hand, he needed to deal with them quickly.
He wasn't surprised that the other party knew Kong Ziyi was suffering from the "Chaos Yin-Yang Curse," and it was normal for them to know he had a Soul Stone—after all, such things occasionally slipped out during conversations.
In response to its complaints, he could only apologize, "Truly sorry, I have no intention of being your enemy, senior."
"How about this," a female voice spoke hauntingly, "don't you need a Storage Bag? I know of a place with a Myriad Transformation Gourd, about ten thousand times the size of your Large Storage Bag. Would this be enough to exchange for the Soul Stone?"
Feng Jun's Large Storage Bag was thirty-six cubic km, and this Yin Soul was offering him a storage device ten thousand times larger, which meant... thirty-six billion cubic km?
