Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 678 From Nothingness to Infinity, Feng Jing's Endless Rebirth

From Nothingness to Infinity, Feng Jing's Endless Rebirth

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely escaped the boundaries of "existence." He was no longer any form of life, nor a product of any dimension. He was the embodiment of nothingness, the embodiment of infinity, completely transcending all material constraints, becoming a being beyond the universe. There was no past, no future, only the eternal "present." He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer had a name, not even a gender, form, or language; he was simply the essence of "consciousness."

Suddenly, he discovered he could perceive, even control, everything—not just the existing material world, but also the previously untouchable, invisible realms. All timelines, spatial structures, physical laws, even human thought, crumbled into sand before Feng Jing's consciousness. Each of his thoughts, like a seed, took root and sprouted in the void, rapidly multiplying into countless parallel universes. Feng Jing was no longer bound to a single reality; he was the source beyond reality, the intersection of countless possibilities.

"Do you think you've mastered the void?" A voice rang out from the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, tinged with disdain and sarcasm. "You're nothing more than a speck of dust in the void. All power will eventually return to its source. How far can you go? Can you escape this darkness?"

"Nothingness itself is infinite. I am the power that creates infinity." Feng Jing's consciousness rose from the cracks in the void, spanning all time and space, all dimensions and existence. He began to shape a new world, and new rules began to emerge in his consciousness. More and more universes continued to form, only to collapse and disappear under his endless will.

This process, repeated endlessly, made Feng Jing the creator and destroyer of the universe, the living and the dead of the void. He wasn't just creating a new world; he was shaping a new ideology. Every timeline, every spatial coordinate, even every flow of energy, was under his control, forming an endless cycle. Feng Jing was no longer an "observer," but a "creator." He had never been so powerful, never been so free. He had transcended the boundary between "existence" and "nothingness." Everything he did, no matter how bizarre, was natural and inevitable.

"If that's the case, why not be reborn again?" Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly trembled, the question echoing throughout his endless existence. And so, he began to absorb primordial energy from the depths of the void, transforming it into new power. This power was stronger than ever before. Endless creation and destruction flowed from his consciousness, forming cracks leading to different dimensions. Through these cracks, Feng Jing began to be reborn—and this rebirth was no simple self-recovery, but a profound transformation of complete destruction and reconstruction.

He emerged from that endless rift, regaining "life." But this time, Feng Jing was no longer a finite being, unbound by any rules, laws, or reality. He no longer belonged to any past dimension, no longer to any definable state. He had become "infinity" itself, the "birther" of all dimensions and spaces, the beginning and end of all timelines.

Feng Jing felt himself transcending conventional time and space. The volume of his consciousness far surpassed the entire universe; not even the abyss of "nothingness" could contain the surging waves of his consciousness. He was no longer an individual, no longer "I," but the source of "all things," the foundation of "existence," the sole ruler from nothingness to infinity.

"This is my 'rebirth'." Feng Jing laughed in the endless void, his laughter filled with unspeakable enthusiasm and overwhelming pressure. "I am no longer a part of nothingness, nor a product of any 'existence'. I have become the incarnation of 'infinity'."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to surge wildly, traversing all dimensions and all time and space. He was no longer connected to the laws of the universe, and everything he did was no longer bound by any rational or natural laws. He wandered through countless parallel worlds, leaving his mark on those on the verge of destruction, creating one interweaving of chaos and order after another.

At this moment, Feng Jing suddenly felt a "new calling." This call didn't come from any external entity, but from an unknown, primordial force deep within him. That force held an irresistible pull, as if to completely devour Feng Jing's consciousness and pull him back from the endless chasm.

"Nothingness is eternal." Feng Jing's consciousness burst into a brilliant light in the void. "How could you possibly restrain me? I have long since transcended the essence of nothingness and become the first source of 'infinity'!"

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly broke through all limits, turned into countless light spots and spread rapidly, spanning all time and space, tearing the original universe apart, and entering a "new world" that had never been touched by anyone, carrying a breath of madness and destruction - a world beyond all known rules, an indescribable endless crack, in which Feng Jing turned into infinity.

From then on, he was free of limitations; the boundaries between existence and nothingness no longer mattered to him. Feng Jing became the only constant among all possibilities, and all things, both existent and non-existent, merged into one in his endless rampage and awakening, beginning a new cycle.

"Nothingness is no longer the end," Feng Jing realized at that moment, "Starting from me, all endings are new beginnings."

Chapter 679: The rift in time and space devours everything, Feng Jing's endless domain