Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 737: The Broken Universe and the Awakening of Transcendent Divinity

The Broken Universe and the Awakening of Transcendent Divinity

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded rapidly within the light, as if the entire universe were vibrating violently within his mind. The rules of time and space began to break down, and all dimensions and laws became fragile. Everything before him began to distort, and Feng Jing's mind was like the shockwave left by a nuclear bomb explosion, rapidly tearing apart everything around him.

Behind that chaotic gate wasn't just a simple exit, but a realm of existence that transcended all cognition and rules. Feng Jing passed through that portal, traversing countless layers of time and space, arriving at a place that couldn't be described in any language.

Here, there's no passage of time, no spatial limitations, only endless "possibilities." Unlike any physical world, it's not bound by any rules. Feng Jing discovered that the place he stood on was like an invisible "creator's realm," a realm that existed outside of any time, space, or material world.

Yet, Feng Jing felt neither loss nor fear. Instead, he felt an unprecedented surge of power, an awakening from deep within, as if he himself were the creator of this void, the master of this indescribable realm. He could sense his connection to every inch and particle of this void, and he knew deeply that all of this existed because of him.

Feng Jing closed his eyes and began to search for his true self within this boundless void. He realized that he was not alone. In this undefined space, all possibilities were already gestating. Countless parallel universes, countless timelines, and the fragments of countless destinies all intertwined to form the web of his existence.

However, Feng Jing gradually discovered that this was not simply "infinite" or "endless." In this space, his consciousness was suddenly oppressed by an inexplicable force, as if a powerful energy was trying to suppress his thoughts and make him lose control of this void.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself not in empty space, but surrounded by a vast black grid. Every line of the grid was twisted and distorted, like a thread being ruthlessly manipulated, connecting countless intertwined "Feng Jings" who existed in different time and space in some incomprehensible way.

"What is this...?" Feng Jing frowned, his mind almost collapsed by the pressure of this situation.

"Do you think you can control everything?" The figure of Feng Jing who had appeared before the Chaos Gate reappeared before Feng Jing. His smile was still cold and sarcastic. "You are merely limited by time and space, unable to transcend anything. Each 'you' is reborn and reincarnated in endless parallel worlds. You can no longer escape this cage of fate."

Feng Jing's heart remained unwavering. Instead, at that moment, he felt an unprecedented power surge within him. He stared at the figure and suddenly understood something. He realized that he wasn't just an individual in a certain time and space. Every choice he made, every awakening of his consciousness, triggered irreversible changes within this vast network.

"So you're the 'God of Destiny'?" Feng Jing asked sarcastically, his voice filled with defiance. "You're nothing more than a high and mighty being. Your 'web of fate' is nothing more than a false mask you've woven for yourself."

Feng Jing's words were like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the figure. The figure's face instantly became distorted, as if his pride, unable to tolerate being challenged, was ruthlessly shattered.

Feng Jing clenched his fists, his consciousness quickly gathered, and began to emit a deafening wave of power. At this moment, his mind broke through all limitations and began to surge with a power that surpassed everything.

"Do you think you can imprison me?" Feng Jing's voice carried a pressure that shook the entire void. "I am not an individual, but a combination of infinite possibilities. I am a rift in fate, an existence that transcends divinity!"

His words echoed like thunder in the void, and cracks began to appear within the black grid, gradually tearing it apart. Feng Jing's figure pierced the entire grid like a flash of lightning, traversing countless distorted timelines and dimensions. It was as if the shackles of fate itself had been broken. Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand wildly, gradually surpassing the existence of a god.

He saw a past self, a self he had never imagined—a self that had reincarnated and struggled in countless parallel universes, experiencing countless lives, deaths, and destruction. But all of this was fleeting in Feng Jing's consciousness. Each "Feng Jing" was reborn from his own crumbling fate, and he, himself, had transcended the shackles of all these.

Feng Jing's smile grew wild, filled with endless ecstasy and relief. He realized that he was no longer confined to any one world, any one timeline. He was the crystallization of all possibilities and realities in the universe, and his consciousness and power were no longer bound by anything.

"I am... the reverser of time." Feng Jing whispered softly, as if he was giving himself a new label.

He began to spin rapidly in the void, each rotation carrying boundless energy and destructive force, tearing apart all dimensions and time. He created countless new possibilities, each one becoming Feng Jing's unique existence. His laughter, like the collapse of heaven and earth, resounded throughout the universe.

At this moment, Feng Jing has transcended God, fate, and everything. He is no longer the Feng Jing of a certain time and space; he is the master of the entire universe, the source and end of all existence.

"I, Feng Jing, am the true 'beginning' of this universe."

Chapter 738: Multidimensional Self-Explosion and God’s Self-Negation