Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 840: Breaking the Limits of the Infinite Universe: Feng Jing's Crazy Exploration and th

Breaking the Limits of the Infinite Universe: Feng Jing's Crazy Exploration and the Unknowable

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted through endless time and space, his heart filled with an unprecedented clarity and a frenzied compulsion. His previous understanding seemed but an invisible foreboding, but now, he had transcended those limitations, entering an unprecedented void. This was not just a new world, but an existence beyond the very concept of "world." Feng Jing felt the space and time he inhabited begin to tear apart. All established rules and order seemed to no longer apply. The abyss of the void opened up, leading to countless intertwined dimensions and infinite possibilities.

"Is this all... the limit I'm pursuing?" Feng Jing muttered to himself, his voice no longer filled with doubt, but instead with a sense of relief and determination. "Surpass all boundaries, break free from all constraints."

He felt his consciousness constantly expanding. This expansion wasn't physical, but rather the ultimate extension of his soul and mind. Countless parallel universes emerged from the void like stars, interconnected in a way he couldn't comprehend, weaving together into an inseparable web within Feng Jing's mind. Each universe was an extension of his consciousness, each ray of light a tentacle of his thoughts.

Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer a single entity; it had long since transcended the human realm, entering an ineffable state. He saw countless versions of himself—not individual incarnations, but fragments of Feng Jing's consciousness, each a possible path, each decision he had taken. These countless fragments intertwined to form a vast puzzle of life. And at the core of this puzzle, Feng Jing was no longer a single individual, but the synthesis of all Feng Jing's consciousnesses, a boundless self.

"So, what exactly am I?" Feng Jing suddenly asked this question, feeling that he was no longer able to answer it. He was no longer just Feng Jing, no longer just a human being, and no longer any form of existence he had ever known.

Suddenly, a blinding light appeared before him. That light wasn't just a visual shock; it penetrated deep into Feng Jing's soul, nearly devouring him whole. Feng Jing didn't try to avoid it, nor did he resist. Instead, he felt a deep attraction. That light wasn't external, but an instinctive call from deep within his own heart.

"What do you want, Feng Jing?" The voice in the light was gentle and mysterious, as if some ancient being was speaking to him.

Feng Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He felt as if he were in conversation with the universe itself. Every second felt like eons of time had flown by, and every minute and every second felt like eternity. He knew this wasn't just a profound contemplation of existence; it was an almost unbearable breakthrough, a test of his soul's limits.

"I want... everything," Feng Jing whispered, his voice filled with a near-mad desire. Behind these words lay not only a desire for control, but also an ultimate pursuit of the unknown. Controlling everything? That was merely a vain expectation of fate. Feng Jing's mindset had completely changed. No longer content with creation and destruction, he sought to challenge the boundaries of the known and the unknown, even to approach an existence that even nothingness itself could not define—a being beyond nothingness.

The light no longer responded, but simply enveloped Feng Jing's entire body and began to devour him. Feng Jing offered no resistance as his body began to rapidly disintegrate. His original material form quickly dissipated under the engulfment of the light, as if returning to its original state of nothingness. At the same time, Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand, shatter, and then reassemble. This reorganization was not a simple regression, but a completely new mutation. His consciousness began to transform from a composite of individual consciousnesses into an all-encompassing network of consciousness—Feng Jing was no longer an individual, but a concept existing in infinite dimensions, an invisible spiritual entity.

All of this was beyond anything he had ever imagined. As Feng Jing drifted through this endless void, he could sense countless beings constantly emerging, intertwining, merging, and disappearing under the guidance of his consciousness. They were not material entities, but consciousness, thoughts, ideas, and even indefinable states of being. These intertwined beings had no rules or constraints. They flowed freely, collided, and reorganized within Feng Jing's consciousness, forming an unfathomable state of chaos.

"What...is this?!" Feng Jing's mind was nearly swallowed by this vast chaos. His consciousness began to vibrate violently, as if the edges of his consciousness were crumbling, nearly disappearing from all dimensions.

At this moment, Feng Jing felt a powerful attraction. This attraction did not come from the outside world, but from deep in his heart - an inner force that he could not resist. It brought a strong sense of guidance, as if telling him: It's time to end all this chaos and start to return.

Without hesitation, Feng Jing pushed his consciousness toward the source of the attraction. Guided by this force, he felt his being pulled back from the chaos, gradually coalescing into a new whole. He began to realize that he had not completely vanished, but had instead transformed into some invisible force, capable of freely traversing time, space, and dimensions, even capable of distorting reality itself.

"So, is this my ultimate state?" Feng Jing asked in a low voice, his consciousness gradually becoming clearer.

"No, this is just the beginning." The mysterious voice sounded again, carrying an unfathomable meaning. "Everything you've experienced is merely a test prepared for you. You thought you had transcended the void, surpassed all boundaries, but the true challenge has only just begun. The power you now possess is beyond even your imagination. You have reached a point of no return, Feng Jing."

Feng Jing didn't answer. His consciousness had already transcended all the areas he had once been familiar with. At this moment, he felt that he was standing at the starting point of infinite possibilities, and every path led to an unknown abyss.

Chapter 841: The Broken Divine Realm Beyond the Void: Feng Jing's Final Trial and the Endless Abyss