Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 874 The Return of Destiny

Fate resets to zero

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in the void, transcending all material constraints, time, and space. He felt the invisible power within him, the source of his reshaping of the universe. Every deep breath he took seemed to stir the pulse of the universe. All the stars and worlds flowed quietly around him, as if an invisible life form was being revived by his will.

Yet, a lingering unease lingered within him. He knew that behind this boundless power lay an inescapable responsibility. This responsibility was not just to himself, but to the entire universe, to all life. Feng Jing was no longer a mere individual; he was part of the universe, and every inch of it was connected to him.

"Can the shackles of fate truly be completely undone?" Feng Jing whispered to himself, a complex glint in his eyes. He felt no joy of victory, but instead an endless sense of emptiness and confusion. The challenge of fate was over, but with it came the loneliness and uncertainty of facing this new universe.

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded again, he gradually discerned the source of that profound power. It was like a black hole, unfathomable, devouring everything. No matter how hard Feng Jing tried, that force seemed to constantly tug at him, trying to pull him back onto his original path. It was an irresistible force, like the backlash of fate itself.

Feng Jing clearly realized that this force was more than just an enemy; it represented not only the decrees of fate but also the primordial will of the universe. Its existence was the foundation of cosmic balance, the core of life and the flow of time. Without it, the universe would descend into endless chaos and collapse.

"I am no longer a prisoner of fate." Feng Jing took a deep breath, a resolute light gleaming in his eyes. He gently raised his hand, and the surrounding void seemed to respond to his intention, as all the dimensional grids began to vibrate slightly. Feng Jing's consciousness began to deeply connect with these grids. He no longer simply manipulated these cracks on the surface, but penetrated to the core of every causal line, every layer of time and space, attempting to use his own power to reshape the very laws of existence.

However, the essence of fate cannot be altered through sheer force. Feng Jing gradually came to realize that the power emanating from the depths of the void was not an external enemy, but the soul of the universe, the origin and destination of all things. Feng Jing's intention was not to destroy this power, but to merge with it, achieving a new balance.

"Can I... coexist with it?" This question suddenly arose deep within Feng Jing. He had never pondered this question so deeply. His previous journey had revolved around breakthroughs, transcendence, and rebirth. But now, faced with the profound connection between fate and the universe, he was forced to confront this power and its significance for all life.

Feng Jing stretched out his hands, his consciousness slowly expanding to encompass the entire universe. He felt the presence of every parallel universe, the flow of every dimension. Those cracks and grids had once constrained and oppressed him, but now they felt like a connection, tightly linking him to all life and the world. He was no longer a solitary being, but a part of the entire universe, his fate intertwined with his.

Feng Jing's thoughts gradually became clearer. He realized that fate wasn't a fixed chain, nor an inescapable shackle. It was fluid, shifting, part of an endless flux. Every line of cause and effect, every universe, intertwined and influenced one another. And he was a star in this interweaving and shifting.

"Returning to zero is not the end, but the beginning," Feng Jing whispered deeply. He finally understood that he was not trying to completely break with fate, but to write a new chapter with it.

At this moment, the power from the depths of the void reappeared, as if a test, attempting to gauge Feng Jing's resolve and strength. Feng Jing's consciousness collided with that force, and his body was gradually drawn by a powerful attraction toward an unknown realm. In that darkness and emptiness, Feng Jing seemed to see a brand new path: the starting point of the universe and the destination of the future.

"If this is the beginning of my destiny, then a new one will begin here." Feng Jing felt an unprecedented power rising in his heart. He didn't resist the attraction, but chose to embrace it. His soul began to merge with that power, and in an instant, his consciousness entered a whole new dimension.

This dimension lacks the flow of time and the constraints of space. Feng Jing stood in a world devoid of matter, surrounded by an endless radiance. It was the intertwined power of creation and destruction, the origin and destination of fate. Feng Jing felt the connection between his existence and the universe. He was no longer an isolated individual, but the soul of the universe, the weaver of destiny.

"A new universe, a new destiny," Feng Jing whispered softly. He realized that resetting his destiny wasn't the end, but a new beginning. With the end of every chapter in history comes a new beginning. Feng Jing was ready, standing on this brand new path, to embrace his own future.

As Feng Jing's consciousness took root in this new dimension, the cosmic collapse finally ceased. All cracks and distortions began to heal, and the once-shattered space and time began to piece themselves together, transforming into a new universe. This was the web of destiny Feng Jing had woven with his own hands, his new interpretation of all life and existence.

Feng Jing took a deep breath, his body gradually returning to its original form, and the surrounding scene began to become familiar. Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point, but Feng Jing knew that this universe was no longer the same as before. It had been reborn, reshaped by Feng Jing, and became a brand new existence.

In this peaceful void, Feng Jing stood quietly. He knew that the return to zero was not the end, but a brand new beginning. And this beginning would be a brand new era for him and for all life.

Chapter 875: The Key to the Universe, the Truth Behind the Crack