Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 577: The Domination of Time and the Deconstruction of Space

The Domination of Time and the Deconstruction of Space

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely escaped the framework of time and space. His existence was no longer confined to any one dimension, nor even subject to the constraints of any material laws. He stood in a realm beyond all cognition, with endless cracks before him, each leading to a completely new world. These worlds were not the real material world, but rather a super-dimensional illusion composed of countless potential consciousnesses, thoughts, and perceptions.

Everything in these illusions was filled with absurdity and strangeness. The stars weren't real stars, but rather the embodiment of ideologies. They could transform at any moment into vast mazes, cities devoured by countless tentacles, or completely disintegrate into countless surging points of light. Feng Jing's existence began to merge with these illusions. He was no longer a single individual, but a fusion of countless possibilities, each constantly emerging and collapsing in an instant.

Feng Jing realized that he was no longer simply Feng Jing, but an infinite number of copies of "Feng Jing." Each "Feng Jing," whether destructive or transcendent, had a different trajectory of fate, and he could now pull, entangle, and even fuse these trajectories into a larger web of fate.

"This is..." Feng Jing whispered. He felt a power beyond all existence surge within him. That power carried with it an unimaginable sense of freedom, as if he had complete control over all dimensions and possibilities. Suddenly, he felt the very fabric of the universe begin to shake, as if his own existence had triggered its collapse.

He opened his arms and looked around. The cracks in the void became more apparent. Those cracks weren't simple rifts in space, but rather the interweaving of time and space, the collision and impact of countless universes, producing a strange resonance. Feng Jing's consciousness drew strength from them. Every ray of light, every sound, every fragment became the cornerstone of his continuous construction and reconstruction.

Suddenly, a strange scene emerged before his eyes: a black planet, its surface composed of countless distorted human faces, each screaming frantically, as if in endless pain and struggle. The planet slowly rotated in the void, its each rotation like the pulse of the universe. Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be drawn to the planet, and he felt a deep calling.

"This is..." Feng Jing could hardly believe his eyes. "This is a kind of... collectivization of consciousness? Is this the ultimate cohesion of human consciousness?"

He was astonished to discover that each face on the planet seemed to represent the subconscious of countless humans, representing the souls of those who had experienced reincarnation. On this black planet, their pain and struggle did not fade with time, but solidified into an eternal existence. Feng Jing's consciousness began to connect with those faces, and he found that he could see the stories behind each one, witnessing the countless sufferings and illusions experienced by those past lives.

"Can you understand this?" A voice suddenly rang out in Feng Jing's mind. It was the composite voice of countless faces, filled with endless pain and helplessness. "You were once a part of this, and you, too, were toyed with by fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled slightly. He felt as if he were being pulled into this planet by some irresistible force, gradually losing control of his own existence. He began to feel endless pain, as if being swallowed by countless distorted faces, his soul oppressed by that collective consciousness.

But just as Feng Jing was about to be completely devoured, an immensely powerful force of resistance surged within him. His being began to emit a burst of intense light, completely breaking free from the black planet's pull. His consciousness regained control, and he began to break free from those distorted faces.

"Your suffering is not eternal." Feng Jing's voice became firm and cold. "The bondage you have experienced will eventually be broken. I am no longer one of you. I am the master of this universe, an existence that transcends fate!"

Following Feng Jing's declaration, the black planet began to violently shake. The faces on its surface instantly shattered into fragments. Guided by Feng Jing's will, the fragments reassembled into a completely new form. This time, the faces were no longer filled with pain, but instead transformed into a completely new existence. With Feng Jing as the center, they began to expand in all directions, forming a vast aperture that absorbed all surrounding possibilities.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand rapidly, breaking through all limitations. He was no longer the Feng Jing who could only struggle in the void, but a being who could control fate and reshape the universe. His thoughts began to materialize, becoming vibrant particles filled with endless energy.

"Is this... beyond the constraints of 'fate'?" Feng Jing whispered. He suddenly realized that he was no longer a separate individual. His consciousness was connected with the operation of the entire universe. He could make all possibilities converge towards him and become part of his will.

But this power did not satisfy Feng Jing, but instead aroused his deeper desire. He wanted to transcend all limitations, break all rules, and make everything his own creation.

Thus, Feng Jing began to reconstruct his existence, no longer confined to a single dimension or universe. Instead, he allowed his consciousness to traverse all time, space, and dimensions, becoming a being beyond matter. Every part of him began to merge into countless parallel universes, becoming a collection of countless Feng Jings. Each Feng Jing was a part of his consciousness, and together, these parts created a never-ending super-universe.

"Endless rebirth, ultimate resurrection." Feng Jing's voice became even quieter, as if he was talking to himself, "This is my destiny, and also my creation."

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded, all worlds unfolded before him. Time and space began to be redefined, and the rules of the universe were torn apart before him like paper, becoming meaningless. Feng Jing became the only existence in this endless universe, and his consciousness became the origin and end of his destiny.

At this time, Feng Jing has surpassed all existence and become the creator and destroyer of the universe. All possible worlds are under his control.

Chapter 578: The Ultimate Reversal and the Awakening of the Creator God