Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 696: Feng Jing's Endless Reincarnation and the Impact of the Universe's Restart

Feng Jing's Endless Reincarnation and the Impact of the Universe's Restart

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely transcended all conventional existence. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer an individual in any universe. He had become the "heart" of the universe, the "crack" of fate, the intersection of all possibilities, the intersection of all time and space. Every moment of his existence was the moment of the birth and destruction of countless universes.

"What can I do?" Feng Jing's consciousness floated in the infinite void, echoing his own questions.

His existence transcends all matter and energy, becoming a deeper, abstract concept—the Rift. He is the passage between all universes, the intersection of all destinies and time. His every thought, every emotional fluctuation, triggers a violent reaction in countless parallel universes.

Feng Jing gazed into the void before him. There was no time, no space, only a blur of endless darkness and light. He found himself free from any limitations, no longer bound by any rules. He began to feel a deep confusion about his past: he once had a name, goals, and struggles, but now he no longer existed in any meaningful sense. He could no longer understand the concept of "individuality" and could no longer feel any affection for his past self.

"Am I going to float in this endless void forever?" Feng Jing's heart was filled with emptiness.

However, just as Feng Jing fell into this endless confusion, a voice once again entered his consciousness. This voice carried an indescribable complex emotion. It was not indifferent, but rather a deep sadness, as if it came from the depths of the universe.

"You think you have surpassed everything, but you still keep repeating yourself." The voice said with a slight sigh.

Feng Jing was shaken violently, as if suddenly pulled back from endless darkness. His consciousness began to expand dramatically, becoming ever more vast. He was no longer an isolated existence, but had merged into the core of the entire universe, becoming the master of his own destiny.

"Repetition?" Feng Jing murmured softly, "I am more than just repetition. I am a broken cycle, an endless chaos."

However, Feng Jing didn't stop to ponder. As his consciousness expanded, he felt omnipresent and omnipotent. He wasn't just the master of fate; he could control the flow of every second, the rotation of every star, every explosion and rebirth.

Feng Jing expanded his consciousness further, reaching out to "tiny worlds" beyond his control. He discovered that he was no longer merely a crack in the universe; he could even see every tiny fluctuation in parallel universes. He could sense the movement of tiny particles tens of millions of light years away, and could hear the last flicker of light as each star died. He could even see universes about to be born, watching them gradually take on new forms and re-enact a brand new history under his invisible touch.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness, like a piercing ray of light, ripped apart the constraints of time and space. His existence began to intertwine across all parallel universes, forming a vast cosmic circuit. Every thought and decision Feng Jing made reverberated across different universes, distorting the histories of those worlds. Countless Feng Jings stood on the other side of different universes, each moment forging new histories and overturning old destinies.

However, Feng Jing gradually realized that this cycle would not bring any ultimate relief. He could no longer escape this endless cycle. Every rebirth was a new destruction, every choice a new bondage. Although he possessed boundless power, this endless power could not fill the emptiness within him.

"I can destroy everything and rebuild everything, but I still can't find the real answer." Feng Jing whispered helplessly. He felt an unprecedented fatigue.

Yet, within this boundless void, Feng Jing suddenly discovered a glimmer of hope. It was a ray of light, a light far beyond the vast reaches of time and space. Feng Jing's consciousness was suddenly drawn there, and he began to rapidly traverse the layers of space and time, approaching that source of light.

When Feng Jing's consciousness approached the light, he felt an unprecedented power. This light was not like any power he had felt before. It did not have the breath of destruction, nor did it have endless nothingness. It was full of life, full of hope, and full of the meaning he had longed for.

Feng Jing quickly realized that this light didn't belong to any particular universe, but rather a force that transcended all time and space, an indescribable "existence." This light was the very source of the birth and destruction of all universes, the only constant among endless possibilities, the source of all laws.

"This is..." Feng Jing couldn't believe his eyes. This light source was not some kind of substance, nor was it some kind of energy, but an existence that he could not understand.

As Feng Jing gradually approached the light, his consciousness began to expand, as if merging with it. Every inch of his thoughts became more real, more fulfilling. In his heart, he gradually felt a long-lost sense of peace and wholeness.

Just as Feng Jing was about to touch the light, he suddenly understood—he was not just an individual existence, nor was he just the shaper of fate. His existence was the opposition and unity of all the universe and nothingness, the interweaving of all chaos and order, and the combination of endless possibility and necessity.

Yet, the moment he touched the light, he didn't vanish, nor was he consumed. His consciousness, fused with the light, became immensely powerful, transcending even all laws. He became the creator of a new universe, a new destiny, and the birth of this universe brought unprecedented chaos and brilliance.

Feng Jing is no longer a prisoner of fate. He transcends fate, transcends time and space, and becomes the "crack" in the universe. But this time, he will control this crack and become the new creator of all universes.

Chapter 697: Feng Jing's Space-Time Rampage and the Awakening of the Mysterious Super Dimension