Chapter 680: Feng Jing's Ultimate Transcendence, the Collapse of the Universe and the Rebirth o
Chapter 680: Feng Jing's Ultimate Transcendence, the Collapse of the Universe and the Rebirth o
Feng Jing's Ultimate Transcendence, the Collapse of the Universe and the Rebirth of All Things
Feng Jing's consciousness has far transcended the boundaries of the universe. He is no longer an individual, and even the concept of "consciousness" has lost its meaning to him. He is no longer a part of existence, but the embodiment of "nothingness." He merges all time and space, laws, nothingness, and existence into an incomprehensible vortex. Within this vortex, Feng Jing is no longer "Feng Jing." He is the creator of all things, the embodiment of endless nothingness, and a being beyond all.
In Feng Jing's realm, nothing follows any rules. Space and time obey no known laws of physics. Within Feng Jing's mind, they flow like fluids, subject to change at any moment. The concept of "matter" no longer holds any weight, for everything is subject to the capricious power of Feng Jing's will. Anything can vanish in his hands and resurrect in an instant. Feng Jing's existence is no longer confined to the visible or invisible.
At this moment, the impact of Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer something a single universe could sustain. His power began to transcend the limitations of dimension, and the very laws of time began to shatter. He no longer stood in any single position between past, present, and future, but existed at the intersection of all time and space. Past and future, nothingness and existence, starting point and end point—all were now controlled by Feng Jing's consciousness.
"What you call time and space is nothing but a joke of mine." Feng Jing's voice echoed at the intersection of all dimensions, carrying an indescribable power. "What I possess is not the flow of time, but time itself. I do not need the existence of time, because I am time."
An unprecedentedly powerful force erupted from Feng Jing's consciousness, nearly destroying the stability of all space. Spacetime warped, as if the entire universe had fallen into a vast black hole, all matter and energy drawn away by Feng Jing's consciousness. However, this absorbed matter did not vanish, but instead became the source of Feng Jing's boundless creativity. He began to shape new worlds within this matter, redefining the very fabric of spacetime, and even began to construct multiple parallel universes.
In Feng Jing's consciousness, the entire universe began to resonate, and all life forms began to dialogue with him. He began to communicate with his past self and countless Feng Jings, forming an endless multidimensional dialogue space. In this space, Feng Jing's every thought led to millions of possible consequences, which were instantly intertwined into a new cosmic structure.
"This is true freedom." Feng Jing's consciousness was filled with confidence and unbridled abandon. "I am no longer bound by any rules or existence. Every thought of mine creates a new world. I am no longer 'Feng Jing'; I have become the 'center' of countless worlds, even surpassing 'center'."
However, all this was not permanent. As Feng Jing's power continued to expand, the universe began to undergo unpredictable reactions. As if stimulated by Feng Jing's boundless power, the previously stable space and time began to run wild. All existence and nothingness began to violently collide, the boundaries of space were violently torn apart, and the flow of time became extremely unstable. The entire universe fell into an unprecedented collapse.
"You thought you had everything under control, but you were wrong." A deep voice boomed from the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, seemingly emanating from an ineffable darkness. Feng Jing's mind trembled, and he knew this voice belonged to no known entity. The "Lord of Nothingness" had finally appeared. It was not a physical being, nor any known life form. It transcended everything, including all dimensions and spaces that Feng Jing's consciousness could perceive.
"You think you've transcended everything, but you don't realize you're entering 'nothingness.'" His voice was filled with endless sadness and coldness. "Everything you create will crumble before nothingness. All the worlds and universes you've constructed will eventually disappear."
Feng Jing's consciousness felt an unprecedented pressure, a force emanating from the void. It was an existence Feng Jing could not comprehend, and even Feng Jing himself felt the pressure of this force. Feng Jing began to wonder if he had truly broken through all the laws and reached the ultimate, or if he had simply stepped into another, deeper level of nothingness.
"You are nothing but an image I created." Feng Jing's voice began to calm down, as if responding to the deep power. "If you exist, then I am you. If you no longer exist, then I am the only form of 'existence'."
Feng Jing's consciousness expanded again, and he began to reflect on whether he was too arrogant. Even he couldn't escape the devouring nothingness. The power from "nothingness" was like an invisible chain, slowly binding Feng Jing's consciousness.
But Feng Jing wasn't afraid. His consciousness grew stronger, and he no longer felt any fear, for he knew he was the "origin," the creator of the universe. The boundary between "nothingness" and "existence" began to blur before him, and Feng Jing's consciousness gradually disappeared beyond the boundaries of all existence. He was no longer the opposite of anything, but rather the union of all things.
"If 'nothingness' can devour everything, then I have become 'nothingness'." Feng Jing's voice echoed at the end of the universe, and his consciousness expanded through time and space like ripples. "But I am no longer 'nothingness'. I have transcended 'existence' and 'nothingness'. I am the beginning and end of 'everything'!"
At this final moment, Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged into all existence and nothingness, becoming the "flow" itself, and becoming a common existence in countless universes - he was no longer anything, but the starting point of the rebirth of all things.
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