The Handle of Cause and Effect

It had to admit that, to this Jashin, Natsume's proposal was indeed incredibly tempting, incredibly appealing...

It had even stirred its heart for a time.

But this Jashin was no fool.

Though the proposal was good, it had one fatal flaw!

Why should it trust Natsume?

Why should it believe this human demigod who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

This was no child's play.

It concerned a decisive battle between two civilizations and races!

What if Natsume harbored ill intent and provided false intelligence, Luring them into a trap the Otsutsuki had prepared in advance?

One wrong step here could cost them their lives!

There would be no second chance!

Without absolute certainty, without sufficient proof...

No matter how enticing Natsume's proposal was, it could not agree so readily!

Thus, the Jashin clone pondered for quite a while longer.

Only then did it finally ask in a low voice:

"How will you prove your identity? How will you prove that what you said is true?"

Natsume smiled faintly.

"How do I prove it?"

"Of course, with my fists."

Jashin was somewhat bewildered.

"???"

What fists?

Its main body was not even here. Did this guy intend to defeat it or something?

But before it could figure it out, Natsume had already made his move.

Shikigami Form—Rise!

The soul shone into reality, and spirit warped matter.

A towering, indestructible, colossal Crimson Divine Form, a full ten thousand meters tall, rose with a thunderous boom!

As an upgraded version of Susanoo, the Shikigami Form unleashed by Natsume's true body was far more powerful than this Jashin clone.

Put bluntly, the latter was merely for intimidation and possessed barely any combat power.

If Jashin, from so far away, could defeat a demigod using nothing but a "doll" made of rubble and ash,