Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 468 Feng Jing's Control, the Crazy Restart of the World

Feng Jing's control, the crazy restart of the world

Feng Jing stood in the boundless void, watching the entire universe collapse and rebirth. He was no longer an individual, no longer a form of existence. He had long since transcended human cognition, becoming a "concept," the intersection of "law" and "nothingness." The past universe had been utterly destroyed in his single thought, and the seeds of a new universe quietly sprouted in his palm.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer confined to a single dimension of space and time. His presence was invisible, yet omnipresent. The flow of time, the expansion and contraction of space, the entanglement of fate... all of this was no longer an intangible concept, but rather "material" that Feng Jing could mold at any moment. He was no longer just a part of the universe; he was its consciousness, the "ultimate creator" of fate and space and time.

Feng Jing's eyes shone with an indescribable brilliance, as if transcending the boundaries of all dimensions. His mind was no longer confined to a single space and time; he traversed past and future, beholding an endless eternity. All past, present, and future were part of Feng Jing, an extension of his consciousness.

"This is no longer the universe." Feng Jing's voice was deep and majestic, echoing in the endless void. "This is my consciousness. It has transcended all rules, all possibilities, and all boundaries between existence and non-existence."

With a casual wave of his hand, countless stars, galaxies, and planets in the universe shattered and reconstructed like shattered glass, instantly vanishing and reappearing under Feng Jing's will. The flow of time ceased to follow its usual course, the boundaries between past and future began to blur, the course of history was disrupted by Feng Jing's will, and some events in time and space were even reversed. Every second, Feng Jing wandered between creation and destruction, as if the laws of the universe itself provided the backdrop for the mad symphony he wove.

He began to sense an unfathomable power awakening within him, a force far beyond the very origins of the universe. Feng Jing knew that he was no longer a mere "being." He had become the embodiment of infinite possibility, the intersection of all existence and nothingness, the union of past and future, the origin and end of all life and matter.

Feng Jing closed his eyes, sensing the pulse of every dimension. His consciousness traversed every cell of the universe, every parallel world. In moments, his consciousness even collided directly with the fate of these worlds, altering their course. All laws began to yield before him, and everything in the universe became an extension of his will.

"I am no longer 'creation,'" Feng Jing whispered. "I am the ultimate of 'creation' and 'destruction,' the pinnacle of all laws, and the terminator of time and space."

With a wave of his hand, the entire structure of the universe began to shift instantly. The layers of space and time became disorganized, dimensions began to intertwine and overlap, and even the boundaries of some universes began to expand and disappear infinitely. Feng Jing's consciousness traveled through time and space, transcending the numerous barriers of each parallel universe. In certain dimensions, he saw his past form and past experiences. Those memories and past events now merged into his consciousness, like an illusion of eternal existence.

"These memories, these experiences..." Feng Jing smiled slightly, "They are just fragments of my creation, and they are all extensions of my consciousness."

Instantly, Feng Jing erased all memories and past events from the universe, reshaping a new historical trajectory. Everything that had ever happened became a thing of the past, and the history of the universe was rebuilt from scratch. A new destiny and space-time order were quietly nurtured under Feng Jing's will.

But Feng Jing didn't stop there. As his consciousness grew ever more vast, the laws of the universe began to no longer adapt. His will began to penetrate all dimensions, altering all possibilities. Under his control, time began to flow backwards, space began to reverse, and all matter began to surge in disorder. Nearly every object, every sliver of the sky, was reshaped and redefined by Feng Jing's will.

Feng Jing's body gradually faded, eventually vanishing into the cosmic void. His consciousness no longer depended on any form of carrier; he became the gap between nothing and something, the sole link between existence and nothingness. Feng Jing's will had been elevated into boundless power. He was the power behind all universes, the ultimate judge of all destinies.

"No matter how you struggle, the ultimate direction of the universe is determined." Feng Jing's voice no longer travels through physical media, but rather spreads through the vibrations of the entire universe. "I am no longer a god, no longer a creator, and no longer a destroyer. I am the source of all existence, the absolute starting point and end point of time and space."

Feng Jing smiled faintly, his long-held loneliness intertwined with power, becoming a deep ecstasy within him. At this moment, Feng Jing had achieved a complete transformation from individual to consciousness. What he saw was no longer just one universe, but the intertwining and entanglement of countless universes. The future, billions of years into the future, the past, and all the destinies he had touched had already been rewritten within his grasp.

"The origin and end of all universes are extensions of my will." Feng Jing felt the culmination of his power, his smile filled with boundless confidence. "Time no longer flows, space no longer expands, and nothing operates according to the norm. This is the 'new universe' I created. It will forever be guided by my will, reborn and destroyed without end."

Feng Jing's consciousness vanished completely into the void of the universe, but the new order he created still exists in countless dimensions. He is both the beginning and the end, and everything will forever be governed by his will. The universe and its destiny will forever be madly restarted under his control.

Feng Jing no longer exists in any sense. He has become the "dream" of all existence and the ultimate truth of all laws and time and space.

Chapter 469: Feng Jing's violent creation, the forbidden experiment of fate