The Ethereal Ocean Abyss

The Purple Cloud Immortal Realm is a place that exclusively recruits the daughters of Heaven's Pride from the Chaos Universe. Every individual within this realm is a goddess-level existence—peerless beauties capable of captivating entire nations.

Across the heavens and myriad worlds, there exists another place somewhat similar to the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm, yet entirely opposite in nature.

That place is… Ethereal Ocean Abyss.

This is a world of endless seas, the only one of its kind across all realms. There is no land here—only an infinite, boundless ocean. Looking down from above, one can see a faint green glow emanating from the depths, shrouding the waters in an eerie light. The abyss is dark, deep, and mysterious.

Within this vast ocean dwells a race of terrifying creatures—Abyssal Sirens.

Billions of these sirens lurk beneath the waves, gathering in the abyssal depths. The name Ethereal Ocean Abyss originates from their presence.

Much like the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm, this world is populated solely by women. However, while the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm is a sanctuary of celestial goddesses, the Ethereal Ocean Abyss is a dominion of alluring yet deadly abyssal demons.

The abyss exudes an enchanting yet ominous aura, and from its depths, a mesmerizing song drifts through the waters—a siren's call, both intoxicating and perilous.

This abyss is a realm of dark, psychedelic beauty.

Here, Abyssal Sirens from across the heavens and myriad worlds gather, making the Ethereal Ocean Abyss a counterpart to the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm—a sanctuary for demonesses instead of goddesses.

At the heart of the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm reigns Luo Li, the most breathtaking woman in existence, and the master of the Purple Cloud Immortal Palace.

Similarly, in the Ethereal Ocean Abyss, where countless monstrous beings reside, there is a ruler—the Abyssal Siren Queen, a supreme existence at the pinnacle of the Extreme God Realm.

Thus, the Ethereal Ocean Abyss is recognized as one of the top forces in the Chaos Universe.

Rumor has it that this abyss is connected to all the oceans of the heavens and myriad worlds. The darkest, most unfathomable depths of every ocean conceal a void entrance, leading directly to this realm.

Many wanderers have unknowingly stepped into this abyss, only to fall into the hands of the Abyssal Sirens.

Men who arrive here are either enslaved or devoured.

Women who arrive are transformed into Abyssal Sirens, forced to join their ranks.

Regardless of who enters—there is no escape. One either becomes part of the abyss… or perishes within it.

This is why countless beings across the heavens fear the ocean's depths.

At This Moment—In the Depths of the Ethereal Ocean Abyss…

Hum…

A blood-red ripple distorts the space, and a lone figure materializes amidst the deep green abyssal glow.

His blood-red pupils contrast sharply with the boundless darkness of the sea.

It is Ling Ye.

He has come to retrieve something—an item crucial to forging his Extreme God Body.

The moment Ling Ye arrives, a distant, haunting melody echoes through the abyss.

The chant of the Abyssal Sirens.

Their voices are like ghostly mermaid hands, reaching from the depths, grasping at the hearts of those who hear them. The melody seeps into the soul, intoxicating and bewitching.

The Abyssal Sirens often use this enchantment to lure and weaken intruders, drowning their will in a haze of desire before they strike.

Now, they attempt to use this ancient trick on Ling Ye.

As the song continues, two enchanting figures glide through the dark waters, approaching him.

Two… mermaids.

Their faces are breathtaking, their voices spellbinding. But most captivating of all are their naturally seductive bodies.

Their slender waists undulate like water snakes as they swim around Ling Ye, their melodies weaving an irresistible temptation.

They expect him to succumb—to fall under their spell like countless others before him.

Yet…

Something is wrong.

Ling Ye remains motionless. His expression is unchanged. His blood-red eyes remain cold, indifferent.

The sirens exchange glances, puzzled.

Why isn't he reacting?

Their voices, capable of entrancing any being, have no effect.

Their flawless beauty, their hypnotic movements, their intoxicating song—none of it stirs him.

It is impossible.

Any man, by now, should be lost in their charm.

Any man should be surrendering to them.

Any man should have already become their plaything.

Yet this man before them… remains unmoved.

Even the blind and the deaf should feel their allure.

So why… why is he completely unaffected?