Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 153: Reversal in the Void and the End of Eternity

Reversal in Nothingness and the End of Eternity

Feng Jing's consciousness raced through the endless void like a torrent. The moment the crack collided with him, every star and ray of light in the universe seemed to fall silent. Time, space, existence, and nothingness intertwined into an indescribable chaos. Feng Jing felt an unprecedented sense of oppression—not just a threat from the void, but the approach of a deeper existence, a level beyond his comprehension.

"This is..." An indescribable feeling rose from the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness. Like a cold wind, it blew into Feng Jing's once impenetrable spiritual world. He began to question everything he had constructed, wondering if he truly controlled the fate of the universe, or if he was merely playing with false symbols, constructing an empty fantasy.

The rift continued to expand, Feng Jing's consciousness inevitably drawn toward the endless abyss. The rift wasn't just a physical crack; it felt more like a gap in existence, a doorway to a deeper reality. On the other side of the rift, Feng Jing sensed a familiar power, not dissimilar to his own. In fact, it was, in some ways, even older and more profound than Feng Jing's.

"You think you created this universe?" Feng Jing heard a deep, distant voice. It didn't seem to be transmitted through the air, but rather came directly from the depths of his consciousness and soul. The voice was emotionless, without any fluctuations, simply stating a cold fact.

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly trembled. The voice's threat and ruthlessness filled him with a sense of awe. He didn't respond, but his heart was filled with questions: "Whose voice is this? When I created the universe, I never heard such a profound power."

He closed his eyes and began to focus on the source of the sound. Feng Jing knew that this confrontation wasn't just a fight against a force of nothingness, but a confrontation with a being older and more powerful than himself. Perhaps everything he did was just a repeat of history, or even an inevitable fate.

On the other side of the rift, Feng Jing finally sensed the presence of that entity. It wasn't a physical being, but rather a vague, elusive force. This force seemed to be the very foundation of the universe, existing between all "being" and "nothingness," transcending all form and rules. Perhaps it was a primordial existence that existed from the very beginning of the universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness felt like it had suffered a crushing blow. Despite his immense power, capable of controlling everything in the universe, he could not ignore the fear deep within him. The voice posed no direct threat, but rather an invisible, fundamental pressure. He finally understood that what he considered "eternity" and "fate" might simply be a game played by this ancient being.

He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ever-expanding crack before him. The universe before him gradually became blurred. The confrontation between the power of that ancient being and Feng Jing's power seemed to be no longer just a physical collision, but a contest between consciousness and fate.

"If you truly are the Creator, then you should know," Feng Jing said calmly, his voice no longer filled with any confusion. "The rules of this universe were not set by me. Perhaps you see me as a product of chance, but you haven't realized that in this universe, everything isn't defined by a single 'Creator.' Each of us exists with our own independent will. Although you once gave this universe its own rules, those rules will eventually be broken."

Feng Jing's voice grew firmer. He knew that the confrontation before him wasn't simply a clash of matter, but a struggle over the very nature of existence. He wasn't simply battling fate; he was battling the very power of the universe—a primal force he couldn't comprehend or touch.

"Can you feel it?" the voice sounded again, this time with a hint of interest. "You think you possess power that transcends everything, but you don't understand the true meaning of the universe. All creation and destruction are seeds I planted in your heart. You are not the master of the universe, you are merely a part of it, and you can never transcend it."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shook, and the power of that primordial existence actually stirred up layers of fluctuations in his mind. It touched Feng Jing's deepest thoughts and deepest existential instincts, like a bottomless dark force trying to devour all his cognition, beliefs, and strength.

He felt an unprecedented sense of nothingness, a hollowness that spread from the depths of his soul, causing Feng Jing to almost lose all support. The emptiness almost made him collapse - but he did not give up, still holding on to his will, he realized that it was this seemingly endless nothingness that was the true source of strength.

"You're wrong." Feng Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His consciousness instantly rose from nothingness. His awareness was no longer confined to a specific entity, but expanded to the core of the entire universe. All perceptions and thoughts converged on a single point—an invisible force connecting Feng Jing to all the laws, fate, and existence of the universe.

"I am part of this universe, but this universe is not controlled by you." Feng Jing's voice was firm and clear. "Every being has free will. No matter how you define them, their choices are still independent. And I, Feng Jing, am my own master."

As Feng Jing's final words fell, his power erupted like a torrent, and the laws of the universe began to violently shake. The cracks continued to expand, but Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to have become the opposite of that force. He was no longer a mere star in the universe, but an existence that was in conflict with the fundamental power of the universe.

Finally, the crack paused slightly under Feng Jing's power, and the confrontation between Feng Jing's consciousness and the foundation of the universe temporarily reached a balance. Although Feng Jing did not completely break the primordial force, he felt an unprecedented power surge into his body, as if everything had changed at this moment - he once again stood at the pinnacle of the universe.

Chapter 154: The Fateful Reversal in the Black Hole and the Awakening of Another Dimension