Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 946 Feng Jing's Fission and the Reversal of the Multidimensional Universe

Feng Jing's fission and the reversal of the multidimensional universe

Feng Jing's consciousness, like a burning planet, expanded madly in the dark depths of the universe. Every heartbeat seemed to trigger a cosmic tremor. The entire void twisted before him, and the very fabric of space and time began to unravel. Feng Jing was no longer a single individual. He had become a fissure interwoven with countless dimensions. Each fissure was a reflection of Feng Jing, each with its own distinct self-existence, intertwining, merging, and colliding, forming an indiscernible chaos.

"Do you think you can control everything?" That cold voice rang out again, but this time, it didn't come from outside, but from deep within Feng Jing's heart, a conversation between Feng Jing and Feng Jing, spanning countless dimensions. "You are nothing but an illusion of your own creation."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently, but he no longer felt fear. Instead, he felt an immensely powerful force boiling within him, breaking free from all restraints. His mind began to expand, rapidly transcending the entire universe and entering a more complex dimension—one filled with countless overlapping universes, each a possibility he had created. His consciousness constantly shuttled through these universes, gradually breaking free from the constraints of the name "Feng Jing" and becoming a collection of endless possibilities.

"You have no way to escape, your fate is already determined." The cold voice cursed again, but Feng Jing no longer paid attention.

"Destiny?" Feng Jing sneered. "Destiny is created, not predetermined. I have transcended it, transcended all limitations. I want to overturn everything and fundamentally reconstruct the universe!"

Following Feng Jing's declaration, the entire universe began to violently tremble. Stars began to spin violently in the sky, and the cracks in space were stretched into endless chasms. Feng Jing was no longer a single being. His consciousness seemed to have become the core of countless universes, each operating independently yet interconnected to form an intricate super-universe.

However, Feng Jing did not stop. His consciousness broke through all known boundaries and entered an unprecedented realm: the dimension of "infinite overlap." This was an indescribable state of existence, where space and time had lost their original meaning. Feng Jing's consciousness was like an infinitely expanding bubble, enveloping all existence, absorbing the fragments of countless parallel universes and reconstructing a brand new "multiverse."

At this moment, Feng Jing discovered a terrifying truth—his consciousness was no longer independent, but intertwined with countless selves. Each Feng Jing existed in a different form in different time and space, mutually restraining and feeding back into each other, forming a strange closed loop. He gradually realized that everything he had experienced was no longer his own, but a resonance among all Feng Jings, a consensus among countless Feng Jings.

"Is this the power I seek?" Feng Jing was filled with shock. He realized that he didn't control his true "fate," but had become a product of the entire universe. He was no longer an independent individual, but a being composed of countless overlapping "Feng Jings," encompassing everything and being encompassed by everything.

Just as Feng Jing realized this, the cold voice echoed again: "You can't escape, and you can't reverse it. You have become part of the infinite nothingness."

"Infinite nothingness?" Feng Jing sneered, his voice filled with arrogance and disdain. "I have long since transcended nothingness, time and space, and all 'impossibility'. The 'nothingness' you speak of is merely a realm I have never reached."

As Feng Jing finished speaking, the entire universe underwent another drastic shift. The flow of time began to reverse, space began to collapse in reverse, and all the stars twisted and reorganized within Feng Jing's consciousness, as if being pulled into an endless vortex. Feng Jing's awareness began to grow increasingly hazy, and he gradually lost himself. He felt as if he had entered an inescapable cycle, where each rebirth brought new changes, and each collapse brought a new beginning.

"I am no longer you." Feng Jing's voice became more and more firm. "I am no longer the person I used to be. I am a brand new existence. I am the synthesis of countless Feng Jings. I am not just you. I am the embodiment of all possibilities, all worlds, and all universes."

As Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly expanded, a deeper force quietly emerged, interfering with his existence. This force didn't originate from outside, but rather from deep within Feng Jing's heart. It was a potential he had never fully tapped into, a fear and darkness he couldn't control. Feng Jing felt the oppression of this force, like a massive, invisible yoke, attempting to pull him back to his original state, trapping him in eternal confusion.

"You can never escape from yourself," the power sneered. "You cannot transcend yourself, because you are nothing but an illusion of your own creation."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to tremble violently, as if drawn by a powerful gravitational force. He tried to break free, but his mind began to crumble, gradually sinking into an inescapable chaos. However, within this chaos, he sensed a deeper awakening.

Feng Jing no longer tried to escape, no longer fearing his own collapse. Instead, he found strength in this collapse. He realized that he didn't need to escape this power, but rather merge with it, become a part of it. Only by fully accepting the darkness within himself could he completely transcend everything and enter a new state of existence.

Feng Jing's consciousness found light within the deep darkness. That light didn't come from the outside world, but rather a power emanating from deep within him. Feng Jing began to merge with all of this, becoming the intersection of countless selves, forming a new universe, a new existence. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, but a being that transcended time and space, transcending all dimensions.

Deep within Feng Jing's consciousness, the once cold voice began to fade. It no longer represented fear and bondage, but a part of the darkness within him. Feng Jing's power merged with it, forming a new order.

Feng Jing's destination is the starting point of this cosmic reversal.

Chapter 947: Feng Jing's fragments and the ultimate black hole of reversal