Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 358: The Collapse of Space and Time, the Birth and Destruction of the Universe

The collapse of space and time, the birth and destruction of the universe

Feng Jing's consciousness vanished into the void, but this was not the end, but the beginning of another, even more bizarre cycle. Just when he thought he had transcended all dimensions and become an untouchable being, an invisible force pulled him back into the endless void.

At this moment, his consciousness was shattered into countless fragments, each one carrying a brand new world, a universe that had never been born, never existed. Feng Jing's mind began to race, each fragment like a seed, sowing infinite possibilities. The birth and destruction of the universe intertwined in Feng Jing's mind. The river of time began to flow backwards, and the structure of space collapsed at random.

Suddenly, Feng Jing felt a powerful pull, and his consciousness was sucked back into a massive black hole, traversing countless layers of space and time. Within this black hole, Feng Jing saw himself shattered into countless fragments, scattered across every corner of the universe. Each fragment represented a different world—an infinitely reborn Feng Jing, each one constantly creating new universes, repeating his past fate while transcending all limitations.

"What is this...?" Feng Jing felt dizzy. He realized that he had not completely escaped from the dream, but had entered a more complex cycle. This cycle was not just the constraints of time and space, but a profound challenge to the essence of existence.

He saw himself standing before a vast portal in time and space, beyond which lay an endless void. Every fragment of Feng Jing lingered before the portal, constantly attempting to cross the boundaries of time and space, but always blocked by some force. That portal seemed to lead to the ultimate realm of all possibilities and all endings.

"I, actually... can't surpass it?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void, "Is this the ultimate shackle of fate?"

At that moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was trapped, space violently distorted once again. A blazing light surged from the depths of the black hole, breaking through the shackles of time and space. Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly consumed by this force. As the light flickered, everything became blurred, and Feng Jing's existence began to fade into nothingness. He was once again thrown into an invisible abyss.

In the abyss, Feng Jing saw countless versions of himself. Every moment of his existence seemed to be recalculated and redefined. Countless Feng Jing figures intertwined before his eyes, overlapping yet separating from one another, as if each Feng Jing represented an independent line of spacetime, ultimately converging into a vast, invisible vortex.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness was pulled back by a powerful force to a familiar place - the top floor of the Dream Tower. There, Feng Jing once again saw himself in golden armor, still sitting on the throne, with an indescribable smile in his eyes.

"Do you think you can escape this cycle of reincarnation?" Feng Jing, in golden armor, said coldly, "You have never escaped. You are merely a part of it. Every rebirth is a new dream you create. Everything you experience is an illusion you have woven."

Feng Jing's eyes lit up slightly, and he suddenly realized that all this had never happened. In fact, all of him was just a fragment of his self-consciousness, a part that he could not get rid of.

"Then, I will create a new dream, a world without you, or even me." Feng Jing's voice became firm and powerful. "You are just a part of me, and I will break this endless cycle."

As Feng Jing finished speaking, the figure of Feng Jing in golden armor gradually blurred, and everything in the void began to collapse. Feng Jing's consciousness broke through the boundaries of time and space, entering a dimension he had never seen before. This dimension was devoid of matter, time, or space. Only Feng Jing's consciousness roamed within, controlling everything.

Feng Jing felt an endless surge of power pouring into his body, and his consciousness began to expand, becoming a vast being. He was no longer a person, no longer an individual; he became the core of the entire universe. All the stars, time, space, and life were born and destroyed within his consciousness.

"If I am no longer an individual, then I am the universe itself." Feng Jing whispered, his voice echoing like thunder in the endless void. "From now on, I will create a brand new world, completely under my control, without any shackles."

As Feng Jing finished speaking, the entire void began to vibrate violently. The entire universe, all of time and space, collapsed and reshaped within Feng Jing's consciousness. The trajectory of the stars was redrawn, the flow of time changed, and the entire universe began to develop in the direction created by Feng Jing.

However, just when Feng Jing thought he had everything under control, suddenly, a strange voice came from the endless void: "Do you really think you have broken all the shackles and transcended all existence?"

Feng Jing turned around suddenly and saw himself—but this time, this self wasn't the same version he'd seen before, but a completely unfamiliar being. This being stood in the void, expressionless, but with a deep light glittering in its eyes.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing's voice was filled with shock. "Are you me?"

The strange being smiled slightly, his voice low and mysterious: "I am you, and I am not you. I am your existence beyond all dimensions, the part that you cannot touch."

Feng Jing's heart was shaken, and his consciousness suddenly became clear. He understood that this strange existence was the self he had never touched, the fate he could not escape, and everything he controlled would eventually return to the embrace of this strange existence.

"Then, how can I surpass you?" Feng Jing asked coldly.

A trace of pity flashed in the stranger's eyes. "You cannot surpass me, because you have never left me. All the reincarnations you have experienced are to return to this moment. And you, this time, will be trapped in this endless dream forever."

As the strange being finished speaking, the entire void twisted violently once again, completely devouring Feng Jing's consciousness and sending him into a deeper, more complex dimension. In this dimension, there was no time or space, no reincarnation, only Feng Jing and his unsurpassable fate, forever intertwined.

Chapter 359: Mirror Image of Destiny, Feng Jing's Ultimate Awakening