Harry appeared above a tower. It was lighting a huge area surrounding him and even if someone looked at it from the end of this world, they would see it.
This was the Heavenly Tower of the Heavenly Tavern World. A tower said to gaze at all of heaven and earth.
Something built for the world's sovereignty by the people of this world. He scanned the landscape below with a glance over.
Hundreds of futuristic buildings matted his sight with a road that easily laid a foundation for travel all around the world. He could also feel tiny lives moving under his senses.
And more than ever, he could perfectly tell how much of a stupid path the path of Gifted was. There were Stage 5 people and Stage 1s in his senses but all of them felt the same to him in soul strength.
All of their Soul Limits were weak. Too weak for him to even care. Unlike the two cultivators that stood out to him with a brilliant aura of trade surrounding them.