After deciding that he would contact the Outer Gods, Tian Yang spent another few months learning the technique used to contact them.
Once he was prepared, Tian Yang sat on the cultivation bed, took a deep breath, and began muttering, "O ancient gods beyond the veil of reason, where time coils and the stars weep—heed my call! I invoke the Nameless, whose shadows consume light, whose whispers unravel fate! Through the fracture of all that is, through the silence where even Dao crumbles… descend and make this world your own!"
However, nothing happened after Tian Yang activated the technique and recited the summoning phrase.
Frowning, he looked around, his brows slightly raised at the anticlimactic result. "Did it fail?" he muttered, half-expecting some kind of reaction.
Just as he prepared to attempt the ritual again, his vision suddenly went blank.
A weightless sensation overtook him, and the cavern’s familiar presence vanished. The very atmosphere shifted, becoming something utterly alien—something beyond anything he had ever experienced.
He was no longer where he had been. The cavern, the engravings, the cultivation bed—all of it was gone.
Instead, an endless void stretched before him, vast and incomprehensible. Tiny flickering lights dotted the darkness, resembling distant stars, yet they felt eerily different—as if they were watching him.
Unbeknownst to Tian Yang, he had been transported to the Starry Sky—a realm beyond the sky of the Divine Heavens and a place untouched by mortals or immortals at his time.
"W-where am I? How did I get here? What happened to the Outer Gods?" Tian Yang’s voice trembled slightly as he turned, searching for any sign of familiarity in the boundless abyss.
A moment of silence stretched across the void. Then, a voice—deep, profound, and utterly overwhelming—resounded through his very being.
"By Outer Gods, are you referring to me?"
The sheer weight of its presence sent shivers down Tian Yang’s spine. Stay updated through freewebnovel
Before him, an immense silhouette emerged from the abyss, its scale so vast that his mind struggled to comprehend it. If he were to compare his own size to the silhouette, it’d be like comparing an ant to an elephant.
The figure bore the shape of a human, yet its form was anything but ordinary. Ten arms stretched outward, five on each side, exuding an aura of absolute dominion.
Tian Yang’s breath was caught in his throat.
He had sought the Outer Gods.
And now, he stood before one.
"An Outer God… they really exist…" Tian Yang swallowed nervously.
"I’m sure you have a lot of questions, but unfortunately, I cannot answer them at the moment. That said, since you are the first human to ever decipher my engravings, I shall grant you a wish. Tell me, what do you desire?"
"Can you grant me any wish?" Tian Yang asked after snapping out of his daze.
"..."
The Outer God did not respond, almost as if it deemed it was pointless to answer such an obvious question.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Tian Yang finally spoke, his voice steady despite the overwhelming presence before him.
"I have only experienced losses throughout my life. Time and time again, I’ve watched everything slip through my fingers because I was too weak to protect anything."
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