The first wave of rifts arrived.
Black lines sliced into the wall of water.
There was no sound. Rifts made no sound when they cut through space, because sound needed a medium to travel through, and wherever a rift passed, the medium itself no longer existed.
The wall of water was cut open.
A clean incision. The seawater along the cut neither flowed nor scattered... it simply vanished.
The space devoured by the rifts, along with the seawater inside it, was erased from this world.
Tianwu thickened the water wall. More seawater surged in from afar to replenish it.
But the rifts were growing denser too.
The second wave. The third. The fourth.
Ten thousand fissures cut again and again, stripping away Tianwu's water armor layer by layer. As Tianwu replenished it, the rifts shaved it away.
The seawater was being consumed faster and faster—the water swallowed by the rifts had not evaporated or splashed away. It had been completely removed from this universe. It could not be recovered.
Tianwu knew this.
He changed his strategy.
He stopped defending passively. He compressed the water wall around him... from a thousand meters thick to a hundred, then from a hundred to ten.
Its density skyrocketed. Every inch of water was saturated with the power of the Dao of Water.
Then he charged.
His ten-thousand-meter-tall body strode forward on eight legs, bearing down on Chen Hao. He no longer dodged the rifts. He chose to take them head-on with his body while closing the distance.
The rifts sliced into him.
The compressed water wall stopped some. His Dao patterns stopped some more. But the rest...
A rift sliced halfway through Tianwu's second head on the left. A black cut stretched from forehead to chin across its human face, and the skin on