Meeting and Scapegoat

With fixed coordinates, things became much easier.

Natsume sped onward, continuously opening portals to travel across vast distances.

With the support of [Space Law], the cost of repeatedly opening [Yomotsu Hirasaka] had decreased considerably.

It was enough to support Natsume's continuous use.

And so.

Without regard for chakra consumption.

Natsume crossed a distance of over a thousand light-years in less than three hours.

He arrived at the designated "coordinates" Jashin had provided.

This was a broad, narrow brown river of stars, mainly composed of solid hydrogen, water ice, small meteor fragments, dust, and other chemical substances...

It stretched for at least tens of billions of kilometers, with no end visible at a glance.

Like a Yellow River flowing through the starry sky, it was an extremely magnificent sight!

"This is very close to the center of the entire [Fallen God Starfield]."

"That guy has some nerve."

"He dared to hide his true body here?"

"Or does he also believe that the most dangerous place is the safest?"

"He might as well hide directly in territory already occupied by the [Otsutsuki Clan]..."

Natsume speculated inwardly.

Compared to that possibility, he was more willing to believe—

This was merely a meeting point the other party had chosen, rather than where his true body was hidden.

Sure enough.

The next moment.

The brown river of stars before Natsume began to churn violently.

Large amounts of rubble and dust started gathering together.

They quickly formed a towering, ferocious humanoid colossus, tens of thousands of meters tall.

Like a prehistoric beast suddenly leaping from a vast river, it stared at Natsume with overwhelming pressure and surging killing intent.

Yet Natsume was not the least bit nervous.

Just as he had expected, that bastard Jashin still did not dare reveal his true body.

Instead, he had