The instant the starship tore open the dimensional passage, streams of pale gold and deep blue light intertwined around its hull, plunging it into the boundless domain of the Ultimate Void. There was no blue sky or white clouds of the Shinobi World here, no solid texture of the earth. As far as the eye could see, there were flowing Light Patterns, drifting shards of memory, and the invisible veins woven by the Gap Net Perceivers. The unifying force of the Three Realms Gate was like a gentle rein, anchoring the starship firmly on its Symbiosis orbit, neither veering nor wavering as it advanced toward the far shore of the void where the Starship Clan resided.
Boruto stood at the bow of the starship, his Jōgan fully opened. Pale blue light from his eye pierced through the void's mist, taking in every dimensional rift around them, every current of Light Pattern, every soft echo of the Memory Nodes. He pressed his palm lightly against the railing, his chakra merging with the Tailed Beast Power in the starship's core. His once-restless urge to rush forward had gained a measure of maturity and steadiness—he was no longer a boy eager to prove himself, but an envoy of the Shinobi World, the inheritor of the Triple Void's creed of Symbiosis.
"A signal came from the Gap Net. Thirty thousand miles ahead, there are resonance waves from the Starship Clan, and also an unrecorded dimensional coordinate." Mitsuki had his eyes closed, Sage Chakra spreading from his fingertips like fine threads and synchronizing completely with the Gap Net Perceivers surrounding the starship. His voice was gentle yet precise. "That dimension has none of the violence of plunder, nor the warmth of Symbiosis. It's a land of absolute silence, as if every emotion and connection has