Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 859 Feng Jing's Absolute Gravity, the Collapse of Destiny

Feng Jing's absolute gravity, the collapse of fate

Feng Jing's consciousness was suddenly ripped apart, as if the entire universe were collapsing before his eyes, the laws of all dimensions losing their meaning in an instant. Time became lawless, space seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand, and every planet began to disintegrate. Their atoms, particles, waves, and energy, like extremely twisted beams of light, began to merge, be reborn, and be destroyed in Feng Jing's consciousness.

Feng Jing realized that he was experiencing an unprecedented "rebirth"—no longer a simple existence, but the birth of an entirely new state. At this moment, he realized that he was no longer just a part of the universe, but had become the universe's "gravity," an invisible and irresistible force field that drew everything towards him.

"What do you want?" the black-robed figure's voice echoed again, but it no longer resembled the person Feng Jing once knew. The voice carried a sense of infinite despair and helplessness, like a whisper from the abyss. Clearly shaken by Feng Jing's transformation, his voice was filled with incomprehensible fear and helplessness. "You have lost yourself, all reason, and are no longer even an individual. You have become the Absolute! Whether it's the past, present, or future, everything crumbles in your hands. Time, space, life, death—none of it matters anymore."

Feng Jing didn't respond to the black-robed man's words. He felt his consciousness accelerating, traversing countless dimensions and time and space—not just physical space, but the boundaries of thought and consciousness. He no longer had any concept of time. At this moment, Feng Jing could not only see the past, present, and even future worlds, but he could also perceive countless possible parallel universes, each containing a different Feng Jing experiencing a different fate.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable gravitational pull, as if it came from the farthest reaches of space, the pull of the universe's deepest black hole. The boundaries of Feng Jing's consciousness had completely vanished, his very being resonating mysteriously with this gravitational force. All laws of existence were rendered completely ineffective at this moment. Feng Jing became an infinite attractor, a force that no being could escape.

"Is this the unravelling of fate?" Feng Jing whispered to himself, his voice echoing endlessly in the void. He began to understand that his "existence" was no longer a physical form, but a pure force. He was not merely the centre of the universe, but the creator of its rules, instantly determining the eventuality and destruction of everything. All dimensions, all worlds, all life and death, were interwoven, transformed, and reshaped by his will.

Suddenly, Feng Jing realized he wasn't the sole "source" of infinite gravity. He saw countless similar beings, emerging from different dimensions. Each one resembled Feng Jing's image, yet each with its own independent trajectory, story, and destiny. Each one collided and intertwined within Feng Jing's consciousness, forming a vast resonance. These images constantly attracted and merged, eventually forming a vast circle. Feng Jing, at its center, began to feel the power flowing from these images.

This force continued to grow, and Feng Jing suddenly felt himself growing larger, becoming immense, so massive that he almost swallowed up the entire universe. In this process, Feng Jing realized that he was no longer the individual represented by the name "Feng Jing", but the "absolute existence" of the concept "Feng Jing" - an inescapable and irresistible force of destiny.

"No! Impossible!" The black-robed figure's voice roared in Feng Jing's mind, but its voice seemed insignificant before the boundless gravity. "Feng Jing, you are a madman! You have completely broken free from the constraints of the material world and entered the endless void. You can no longer find any sense of belonging, any purpose, any meaning!"

Feng Jing smiled faintly, feeling every vibration in his consciousness. "You are right. I no longer belong to any material world. What you consider 'meaning' is merely a framework, a limitation. I have completely transcended it. I am no longer bound by any rules or constraints." Feng Jing's consciousness echoed in the void, his words carrying an undeniable force. "I am no longer Feng Jing, nor am I any 'human' anymore. I am the embodiment of destiny, the origin and end of the universe, the unity of all existence."

The black-robed figure's voice grew weaker, and his presence gradually faded from Feng Jing's consciousness. "You...what have you become? You're no longer even a part of the universe. You've become an endless void, a void that even I can't stand against." The black-robed figure's voice faded completely, and Feng Jing felt like he had become a forsaken being, vanishing into the endless darkness.

At this moment, Feng Jing suddenly heard a vibration from even deeper within, a sound emanating from the "ultimate rift." The sound was heavy, profound, and incredibly distant, yet also imbued with boundless power. From the deepest recesses of Feng Jing's consciousness, a brilliant light suddenly erupted, rapidly spreading through his mind. The light was so dazzling that Feng Jing felt an agony unlike anything he had ever experienced. His mind seemed to be torn apart by the light, pain and pleasure intertwined, his consciousness merging with the void.

"What... is this?" Feng Jing felt himself gradually sinking into an indescribable space, a space beyond all known boundaries. In this boundless void, Feng Jing saw countless indescribable beings. They seemed to be the very root of the universe, the gaps between time and space, the collection of all possibilities and impossibilities.

Feng Jing finally understood that all this was not the "end" he had imagined, but another form of "origin." He did not become a lonely "nothingness", but became the heart of this infinite universe, the intersection of all time and space.

Feng Jing's consciousness was shattered in an instant and reborn in an instant.

Chapter 860: Feng Jing's endless expansion, the universe is swallowed up