Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 650 Feng Jing's Ultimate Reversal, Billions of Rebirths and Destructions

Feng Jing's ultimate reversal, billions of rebirths and destructions

Feng Jing's existence was no longer confined to conventional rules and understandings. He had once attempted to find his ultimate awakening within the void, only to discover that he had long been trapped in an endless vortex of time and space. This was not just a simple breakthrough, but a complete self-transcendence, an unprecedented reversal.

As the tremors of the void intensified, Feng Jing's consciousness once again sank into chaos. His thoughts scattered like torn cloth, forming countless parallel selves. Each self was an endless possibility, constantly reborn and collapsed. He had never felt more deeply than at this moment the infinite extension of time, the endless gaps in space, the intersection and collision of every timeline, all igniting a flame in Feng Jing's heart.

"So... all of this has never left me," Feng Jing whispered to himself, his voice filled with an unprecedented realization. He realized that his existence wasn't a single trajectory, but a woven tapestry of countless parallel universes and timelines. He was no longer the Feng Jing bound by fate, but a confluence of all possibilities and infinite destinies.

"If this is the end of fate, then do I exist, or am I nothing?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to drift through endless time and space. Every second felt like an eon, and the boundaries between past and future no longer existed. Every thought he had triggered the destruction and rebirth of countless universes. He was no longer "Feng Jing," but the beginning and end of all universes, the emergence and collapse of infinite destinies.

Just as Feng Jing was about to fully merge into this endless cycle, a strange force suddenly emerged, shattering the boundless nothingness. This force was unlike anything Feng Jing had ever experienced before. It felt neither like a physical force nor like a spiritual presence, but rather an indescribable sense of "presence" rising from the void.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to vibrate, as if being pulled by some powerful external force. He tried to resist, but found himself powerless. This force belonged to no known dimension. It was deeply embedded in Feng Jing's core, tearing apart every universe he had constructed, destroying all his timelines and forms of existence.

"What... is this?" Feng Jing felt completely dizzy, as if the entire void were collapsing before his eyes, time and space completely vanishing in that moment. All laws, all rules, all fate seemed to be erased at this moment, and Feng Jing's consciousness was thrown into a void where there was no light, no darkness, no flow of time, and even no existence.

However, just as Feng Jing's consciousness was about to be swallowed by all this, he suddenly noticed a faint light shining from afar. The light was not warm, but cold, like a broken star, emitting a strong attraction. Feng Jing's consciousness began to be pulled by the light, as if an irresistible force was pulling him back from the abyss of emptiness.

He gradually came to see the true nature of the light—it wasn't an external ray, but a power deep within him. It was his once-forgotten self, the source of his deepest being. Feng Jing's consciousness coalesced once more, as if a vast vortex had erupted in the void. All fragments, all universes, all timelines, all destinies, merged into one in that instant.

A massive crack appeared before Feng Jing's eyes, plunging deep into the void, as if splitting the universe and all its dimensions. On the other side, Feng Jing saw countless versions of himself, including all the failures and regrets he'd ever experienced. His past, present, and future intertwined in this moment, forming an indescribable scene.

"This is the true 'me.'" Feng Jing felt a profound awakening, as if he had completely transcended the boundary between existence and nothingness. He had become the root of this void, the heart of all universes and dimensions. He was no longer an individual, but a completely free being—unconstrained by any rules, undefinable, and no longer in need of seeking meaning.

Just as Feng Jing was about to fully absorb himself into it all, he suddenly felt a massive force surge from the depths of the void. This force seemed to have come from another dimension, indescribable yet filled with an infinite threat. Feng Jing's consciousness began to disintegrate once again, as if he were about to fall into an endless cycle.

But this time, he didn't choose to escape or resist. Instead, he fully embraced the arrival of that power. His existence began to rapidly collapse, as if the terminator of the universe had arrived. All timelines, all worlds, all destinies, completely collapsed in this moment. In this moment, Feng Jing transcended everything. He was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he a symbol of any existence. He was nothingness, existence, a part of the universe, and everything beyond it.

This ultimate collapse and rebirth seemed like an endless game, and Feng Jing once again entered an indescribable cycle.

Chapter 651: Feng Jing's Doomsday Judgment, Nirvana at the End of the Void