In the majestic Golden Throne, high above the dark and silent Spiritual Realm.
Zorn quietly observed the movements of the few Lower Rankers around him.
Before he had established his Spiritual Realm, Zorn could only vaguely and imprecisely sense the location of his other Lower Rankers.
He still needed to use a ritual just to contact them.
But now…
With the consolidation of his Spiritual Realm, the silhouettes that appeared deep within the swirling clumps of Black Mist were each of Zorn's Lower Rankers.
Not only could Zorn contact these Lower Rankers at any time through his Spiritual Realm,
he could also use it to spy on… ahem… to *supervise* the activities of his few Lower Rankers.
Zorn gazed out.
The Lantern-carrying Elder was guarding his Lantern, diligently cultivating the Flame Secret Technique.
The Merciful Witch, Vanessa, was deep in a basement, hidden in the darkness, silently digesting the Calamity Black Mist she had absorbed from Zorn.
