Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 455: Defying fate and breaking the cycle of reincarnation

Defy fate and break the cycle of reincarnation

Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be torn apart by a bolt of lightning. The extreme pain almost made him lose his perception, but at this moment, his will was like a compressed star, rapidly bursting out with unimaginable power.

"Destiny?" Feng Jing sneered. His eyes were as dark as the abyss, yet they burned with an unquenchable fire. "Do you think I'll be bound by your false power?"

A strange light suddenly erupted from Feng Jing's body. The entire void seemed to be torn apart by his power. Time and space seemed to begin to reverse, and all order collapsed at this moment. His body began to blur, as if he was no longer an ordinary being, but had transformed into the controller of this void.

"Master of fate?" Feng Jing snorted coldly, his voice full of sarcasm. "You are nothing but a prisoner of fate. You think you can control everything, but you are just an insignificant node in this universe. Today, I will break all this!"

As Feng Jing's voice rang out, the entire space began to violently shake. Countless cracks in space and time suddenly opened, each leading to a different time and space. Countless Feng Jings were reborn, died, and reborn in each crack, as if an endless cycle of reincarnation had begun to revolve around him. Each of these Feng Jings had a different look, but their eyes shone with the same determined light.

"Do you think fate is irresistible?" Feng Jing's voice resounded throughout the void. "That's because you have never truly understood the essence of fate. Fate is a scam!"

At this moment, the figure in the pitch-black robe finally moved. His figure almost instantly crossed the distance between Feng Jing and him, and a terrifying aura swept over him like a disaster, oppressing Feng Jing so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Do you really think you can challenge fate?" the man said with disdain. "You are just a pawn chosen by fate. You don't understand the true meaning of fate at all."

Feng Jing glared at the being before him. A strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, the order of the entire void began to become disordered. His consciousness began to expand in an extremely bizarre way, no longer subject to any form of restriction, as if it had merged with the entire structure of the universe.

"You are just a speck of dust in fate." Feng Jing's voice turned cold, "But I am not. I exist beyond fate, a power that you cannot understand."

Suddenly, Feng Jing's form began to expand wildly. His consciousness instantly transcended countless dimensions of time and space, breaking through the boundaries of all universes. The cracks began to rapidly close, space began to collapse, and the flow of time became extremely unstable. The entire void around Feng Jing began to transform into indescribable waves, devouring all matter and energy.

At this moment, a resounding roar erupted from Feng Jing's body, as if the very core of the universe were vibrating. Immediately afterwards, an indescribable power began to awaken within him, and his body began to undergo a transformation. Those cracks on his body that had once seemed insignificant suddenly began to emit a dazzling light, piercing the depths of the void.

"This is my true power!" Feng Jing laughed wildly, his voice shaking the surroundings like thunder. "The cycle of fate, the so-called constraints, are all not worth mentioning!"

Suddenly, Feng Jing's body was pulled apart by a powerful force, and all the laws of space completely collapsed at this moment. His consciousness traversed countless dimensions, experienced the passage of hundreds of billions of years, and passed through countless different universes and worlds. In each dimension, Feng Jing's power was pushed to the peak, and with every second, he was reshaping his existence.

He experienced countless deaths, each time being reborn in pain. Each death seemed like a punishment from fate, but each rebirth made him stronger. Feng Jing finally realized that he was not a slave to fate, but the creator of his own destiny.

Feng Jing waved his hands suddenly, and the surrounding void immediately began to collapse, as if all existence was under his control. Countless cracks in time and space opened up around him, each crack carrying different possibilities, as if the reincarnation of countless worlds had converged into a single point at this moment.

"Do you think you control your destiny?" Feng Jing laughed. "No, I am the true master of destiny! You are just my pawns."

As Feng Jing finished speaking, the surrounding void began to undergo earth-shaking changes. Countless stars began to move in reverse, the orbits of galaxies were stretched into bizarre shapes, and the concepts of time and space became blurred, as if the entire universe was being twisted by Feng Jing's will.

"You..." The being in the pitch-black robe finally felt threatened, and a look of fear gradually appeared on his face. "Impossible... How could you do that?"

Feng Jing's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his voice was filled with disdain: "You are just a part of fate. You cannot understand true freedom. Every inch of my strength is self-created. You are just a puppet of fate, and I will destroy it all!"

Immediately, Feng Jing's consciousness shot out like a beam of light towards the being in the pitch-black robe. All the laws of time and space instantly collapsed under Feng Jing's attack, and the power of that being began to fluctuate violently, as if even fate itself could not withstand Feng Jing's power.

"You..." The being in the pitch-black robe fought back desperately, but his strength continued to collapse under Feng Jing's attacks, and his body began to become illusory, as if it would dissipate at any moment. "You...are you really the terminator of fate?"

Feng Jing sneered: "Destiny? From today on, it will no longer exist!"

He slammed his palm down, and the laws of the entire universe collapsed instantly. All the void disappeared completely under Feng Jing's control. The existence of the black robe turned into countless fragments under this palm, and completely dissipated in the endless void.

Feng Jing stood in the collapsing universe, his eyes gleaming with an unyielding brilliance. He knew this was only the beginning. Although he had broken the cycle of fate, the true challenge had only just begun.

Chapter 456: Creating the Universe, the Rift of Destiny