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.
