The wind stirred Naraku's hair, resembling seaweed, as pale purple light enveloped him.
The person continued to ascend, and his vision expanded.
It was as if he had activated a full-map view over this area.
He could see the plains, mountains, Treasure Users, Giants, and Angel Envoys rushing towards here.
The fighter jets in the sky, drones, and beyond were a vast array of reconnaissance planes.
If he so desired, everything would appear within his sight.
Naraku stood in this supreme altitude, hearing no sound except the wind.
Do the gods survey the world in this manner?
Naraku inevitably linked his thoughts to the god who created the world but never showed itself.
Its existence or non-existence had become a mystery among nations over a long time.
Some believe, some don't.
What foolishness.
If there truly were gods, Naraku would disdain them.
Having such immense power yet choosing not to sit above and govern the world, instead opting for seclusion.
