"The Sourceflows bear traces of the Aberrant Principle. Though those traces make up only a small part of them, they have given the Way of Void a glimmer of hope."
"My Aberrant Source is another branch I carved out along this road to reality."
"We already have a path of our own."
"But we and the Four Sourceflows are destined to stand against each other."
"Next, I will obtain the Fifth Source Stream and devour it with my Aberrant Source, until I become something that transcends the Sourceflows."
"Now, entrust your Aberrant Principle to my Aberrant Source, and you shall never die or perish!"
The Lord of Void raised a hand and pointed. A speck of nothingness beyond words appeared before the Silence-Demise Void King.
That nothingness had no fluctuations, no traces, and nothing unusual about it. It was nothingness itself, untouched by any force whatsoever: a void in which nothing existed.
"My Aberrant Source—Nothingness."
"Entrust your Aberrant Principle to it, and you will never die."
"In the future, all Void Gods who entrust themselves to the Sourceflow will likewise never die or perish."
The Silence-Demise Void King trembled with excitement. He immediately raised a hand and pointed, sending his Aberrant Principle into it.
Something astonishing happened. As the Aberrant Principle merged into the Aberrant Source's nothingness, it vanished in the next instant, as though it had become part of the void.
Yet the Silence-Demise Void King sensed a change. His Aberrant Principle seemed to have connected to an infinitely mysterious place, somewhere utterly unknown.
A certainty rose in his heart: even if he were destroyed now, he could instantly come back to life.
The Lord of Void looked at him and said calmly, "Here is your next task."
"Find every Void Beast, every Eternal Silence Aberrant Beast, and any