The terrifying sea wind whipped the water's surface, raising towering waves. Beneath that surging sea, it seemed as though pitch-black, slanted eyes had been embedded one after another. They were not eyes, but Spatial Rifts scattered throughout the entire Razorblade Sea.
Within those rifts, a submarine transformed from a robot moved forward slowly. Though being beneath the surface spared them the raging winds above, the calmer it became, the more Spatial Rifts there were. Each one was like a Carnivorous Flower, ready to take a vicious bite if they were careless.
Ahead of the robot, a giant python moved slowly along the rifts. Faint dark wounds, like blade marks, could be seen across its body. They were all masterpieces of the Spatial Rifts.
Jones had left—or more accurately, Li Ziran had driven him away.
That fellow's arrival had shattered the hard-won peace Li Ziran had finally found.
Now, Li Ziran was searching for the Devouring Serpent on his own.
The deeper they ventured into the Razorblade Sea, the more invisible Spatial Rifts there were. Hidden in the gaps of the seawater like venomous snakes, they could strike like lurking beasts at any moment.
Testing them personally was the stupidest method, but also the most effective. The Devouring Serpent's enormous body could withstand ordinary Spatial Rifts and, in turn, suck dry the energy behind them.
These fragments were deadly to ordinary living beings, yet they were no more than nourishment to the Devouring Serpent. Of course, this was only the outermost layer, where the rifts were weak.
An undercurrent churned beneath the sea, resembling an ocean current, but Li Ziran could tell that it absolutely was not one. It was more like an immense whirlpool.
They were at the very outer edge of the whirlpool—or rather, they had not yet entered