The Onlooker Watching the Show

Inside a pebble the size of a thumb, layer upon layer of intricate Battle Runes covered its surface. Then, a rice-grain-sized 09 Sub-Account sat upright and solemnly within it, his countenance dignified and imposing as he waited for the fish to bite. Yes, he was the bait.

Without bait, where would the fish come from?

Day after day passed like this. Among the million fishing rods, there were actually quite a few catches each day, but they were basically remnant spirits that had luckily survived from the powerful life-forms that once existed in this plane.

Although it was not impossible to use these remnant spirits to create the heavenly law, the result would certainly be a low-end version. How could that compare to the comfort of a high-end heavenly law?

So 09 Sub-Account would rather wait a little longer. He had patience in abundance.

While waiting for the remnant spirit of the heavenly law to be hooked, he was also sorting through the remnant spirits he had caught over the past few days.

These remnant spirits had actually lost all their memories. They did not even qualify to become ghosts. The only reason they still existed was because of something deeper than an obsession. It was called essence soul!

It was a detail the main body had keenly noticed back when he was completing the Fantasy Village Building Order during the First Sequence.

At that time, the main body had vaguely guessed that souls would perish, memories would decay, and true spirits would be extinguished. Only essence souls would endure. Well, he had probably just struck it lucky and stumbled into the truth by accident.

In short, if one said these essence souls were useless, they really were not much use. But if one said they were useful, they really