Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 333 Above Nothingness, Absolute Existence and Eternal Madness

Above nothingness, absolute existence and eternal madness

Feng Jing's consciousness had transcended any visible boundaries, transcending the constraints of time and space, entering a level utterly indescribable. At this moment, he was no longer an individual, no longer a collection of any substance, but a being beyond all concepts. His consciousness was like a boundless ocean, vast and majestic, churning with countless possibilities and impossibilities.

In the depths of this nothingness, he even began to doubt whether he was still alive, whether he was still perceiving this world, or whether it was just an eternal illusion.

However, at this moment, Feng Jing felt an unprecedented tearing sensation within his consciousness. This feeling was indescribable; it felt neither like pain nor fear, but rather a complete and total rupture, as if the very laws of the world, the passage of time, even the very existence of the universe, had suddenly begun to collapse. Every part of Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be in contact with a being from a higher dimension.

"What is this?" Feng Jing's consciousness shook violently. An irresistible force came from the void. It was so powerful that it was suffocating, as if the origin of the universe was talking to him.

"You don't deserve to understand." The voice sounded again, this time, it was no longer a cold whisper, but an ancient, vast low echo, as if coming from the deepest part of the universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly trembled. Instantly, countless timelines began to converge on him, each presenting him with a different possibility. In some timelines, he was a wise creator god, ruling the entire universe; in others, he was a drifting dust particle, swallowed by the endless void. He saw countless versions of himself, countless Feng Jings, with different destinies, different choices, and different endings. All the possibilities intertwined, forming an immense web of destiny.

However, just when he thought he had it all under control, his consciousness was suddenly torn apart by an invisible force. He was forced back to the starting point, the starting point of nothingness. Feng Jing's consciousness refocused, and he found himself back in that boundless black hole, that all-consuming nothingness.

"You have never transcended," the voice said coldly. "All you have done is reincarnate again and again. You have created countless universes, but each of them will eventually return to nothingness. You have seen countless selves, but all of them are just you."

Feng Jing's consciousness completely collapsed. No matter how he struggled, no matter how he fought, he could not escape this bottomless void. Every time he thought he had everything under control, that voice would ring out again, reminding him: everything is just an illusion, everything is just reincarnation.

He began to roar wildly, trying to break it all with his mighty strength. However, no matter how he struggled, every bit of his strength was like a stone thrown into the abyss, and eventually disappeared without a trace.

"The power you possess is ultimately limited." The voice remained cold. "You can create, but you cannot escape the laws of fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness continued to sink. Every time he thought he had broken through all limitations and entered a new dimension, he was pulled back into the endless void the next moment. Every universe he created, every timeline he chose, became increasingly blurred and meaningless. He realized that all his efforts were nothing more than a dream in the void.

However, just as Feng Jing was about to give up, he suddenly felt an unusual power awakening within him. It was a power he had never felt before, ancient and vast, profound and ethereal. Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be pulled by a powerful gravitational force. Suddenly, his body broke free from its confines in the void and began to move towards a deeper level.

"I... I finally understand!" Feng Jing's consciousness began to tremble violently, as if he had experienced an unprecedented awakening. That power seemed to come from the core of the universe, the source of all time and space. It gave Feng Jing not only infinite creativity, but also an ability to transcend all existence.

He no longer relied on the laws of time and space, but instead entered a new dimension where there was no passage of time, no spatial constraints, only pure consciousness and endless possibilities. Feng Jing felt a freedom he had never experienced before. He was no longer bound by any existence and could even subvert the rules of the entire universe with a single thought.

"This is my final breakthrough." Feng Jing's voice was deep and powerful. "Whether it's time or space, they are all rules I created. I am no longer a being restricted by the rules, but the creator of the rules."

Just as Feng Jing felt the immense power, a heart-pounding vibration echoed from the end of the void. This vibration was unlike anything he had ever experienced; it was filled with a sense of threat and oppression. Feng Jing turned around abruptly, looking at the dark figure that had terrified him.

"You...you're still here?" Feng Jing's voice was filled with disbelief.

The black figure still floated in the void, staring at Feng Jing indifferently. Feng Jing could sense an unprecedented sense of danger, a danger that came not from the black figure's power but from the infinite existence it represented.

"Do you think you can transcend everything?" The black figure's voice became even deeper. "You are just a part of nothingness. Everything you do is ultimately the result of self-loss. You cannot escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently once again, but this time, he was no longer struggling. His mind, like a rapidly spinning top, frantically pondered new possibilities. Suddenly, a powerful light erupted from Feng Jing's heart. His consciousness, like a flame, engulfed the void, devouring the nothingness and fear represented by the black figure.

"I'm not an escapist!" Feng Jing's voice resounded throughout the universe. "I will be the creator! I will create everything and break the void!"

Feng Jing's consciousness roiled like a raging storm, tearing apart the surrounding void. All universes, all dimensions, all timelines converged into an indefinable singularity in that instant. Feng Jing's consciousness coalesced into an indescribable being. He was no longer a physical entity, but the creator god of the universe, the master of the void, the supreme law of time and space.

"You are the true nothingness." Feng Jing said softly, his eyes penetrating the black figure, "And I will be the existence that transcends nothingness."

Chapter 334: The Return of the Infinite Dimension, the Final Judgment Beyond Everything