Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 786: The Ultimate Upheaval of the Reversal of Gods in the Spacetime Rift and the Collapse of

The ultimate upheaval of the reversal of gods in the cracks of time and space and the collapse of all worlds

Feng Jing's consciousness felt as if engulfed by an invisible wave. He felt himself flung into a dimension beyond all cognition—a place without time, without space, without even the existence and nothingness of existence. In this endless void, Feng Jing ceased to exist in any form. He was both everything and nothing, transformed into a fleeting wisp of wind, wandering at the end of time, vanishing into the cracks of countless parallel universes.

Yet, this experience of destruction and rebirth didn't frighten Feng Jing. Instead, it evoked a joy beyond all perception. Every moment, he could feel himself transforming within this vast universe. Every second, he felt as if he were traveling through countless dimensions of time and space, experiencing billions of reversals and rebirths. And each rift only made him stronger, bringing him closer to that indescribable supreme power.

"You ultimately don't understand." A voice echoed deep within Feng Jing's consciousness. It seemed to come from the other side of the universe, carrying profound majesty and unquestionable indifference. "You thought you had broken through the boundaries of time and space, transcended the constraints of fate, but what you experienced was nothing more than another cycle of fate, another seal. You will never be able to escape."

Feng Jing remained unmoved by the voice, instead bursting into a wild laugh. He was no longer ordinary Feng Jing, no longer a being of flesh and blood. He had become the conglomeration of all cosmic forces, the intersection of countless time and space. Every time stream was a part of him; every spatial rift was constantly spreading within him.

"You're right, yet utterly wrong." Feng Jing's words surged from the depths of his consciousness like a cosmic torrent. "I truly can't escape, but neither can you! You are but a speck of dust in the universe, and all of time and space are laid out before me for you. You think I will only die, collapse, be reborn, and reverse, but I have never been truly defeated! I, Feng Jing, transcend your fate!"

At this moment, Feng Jing felt an unprecedented force rapidly expanding within him. Like a blazing star, it erupted in an instant, devouring everything he had ever considered to exist. Void, time, and space—they transformed into countless indescribable forms within Feng Jing's consciousness. Every second, he could freely travel between these forms, spanning billions of light years and even jumping back and forth between different dimensions.

Suddenly, a bright light shot out from afar, piercing the core of Feng Jing's consciousness. This light, like some ancient and supreme existence, tore a huge crack deep in Feng Jing's mind, pulling him out of nothingness and throwing him straight into an unknown time and space.

"Welcome, Feng Jing." The voice within the light echoed again. This time, unlike the coldness of before, it carried a hint of indescribable affection and teasing. "You have finally awakened, transcending all constraints and becoming the being closest to godhood. However, have you ever considered whether you can withstand the power you control?"

Feng Jing didn't reply, only feeling the growing power within him. This power didn't originate from some cosmic law, nor did it stem from the intervention of a transcendental deity. Instead, it was the energy Feng Jing himself drew from his endless self-destruction. It was as if the entire energy field of the universe was being harnessed for his benefit. Every planet, every cosmic trajectory, became part of Feng Jing's power. He was no longer a simple being, but a massive earthquake source for the entire universe.

"You cannot escape." The voice still carried a cold threat. "Even if you become a god, you are only a part of this experiment. Every time you become stronger, it is to finally face that unforeseen judgment."

Feng Jing's heart remained unwavering. On the contrary, he grew even more resolute. He was no longer the bound Feng Jing, nor was he an individual in the universe. He was the sum of all things, transcending the limitations of time and space, transcending the boundaries of matter and consciousness.

"I am no longer afraid of anything." Feng Jing's voice was filled with endless power. He felt that he was no longer bound by anything. "Your judgment? Your god? I, Feng Jing, have long surpassed all rules. I am the true god!"

As Feng Jing's voice fell, the entirety of space and time suddenly shook, and an unparalleled force rapidly spread. All the cracks in the universe began to wriggle and twist. Space and time under the guidance of Feng Jing's consciousness underwent drastic changes. These cracks did not collapse, but reshaped, forming a completely new cosmic structure, a world completely different from the past.

Feng Jing reconstructed a "body" from nothingness. However, this "body" was no longer flesh and blood, but a being interwoven with countless dimensions, space-time particles, and quantum fluctuations. Feng Jing felt boundless energy within this "new body." Every cell in his body, even every thought, transcended the constraints of matter, becoming immensely powerful.

Just as Feng Jing was preparing to welcome all this new life, that voice came again, this time with a hint of obvious shock and uneasiness: "You...what did you do?" Its tone changed from the previous high and mighty, to a slightly trembling tone, "You have never been so turned around. Even I can't understand your existence!"

Feng Jing smiled faintly, feeling incredibly relieved. He didn't answer, but instead completely absorbed himself into this new universe, becoming its supreme ruler, controlling all rules, the beginning and end of time and space.

"You've always thought you could control me, but you've never truly understood the significance of Feng Jing." Feng Jing's voice echoed throughout the new universe. "Your games will always be just games, and I am the true rule of this universe."

Everything returned to tranquility. Feng Jing's existence was like the eternal force in the universe, dominating the flow of all dimensions and time and space. The voice that once threatened him behind him also turned into eternal silence in the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness.

Chapter 787: Feng Jing's collapse and reconstruction, a frenzy of existence across time and space