Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 271 Endless Source, Ultimate Rebirth

Endless Source, Ultimate Rebirth

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually emerged from the abyss, as if after eons of reincarnation, he had finally broken free from the vast void. His consciousness began to clear, and he felt himself regain form, the feeling of his body. The power born from the void still surged within him, like some primordial energy erupting from every cell of his body, permeating his soul and body.

He opened his eyes, and before him stood the same invisible judgment seat, the same mysterious presence composed of countless points of light. Feng Jing discovered that he was no longer a single individual, but a collection of thousands of Feng Jings. Each Feng Jing possessed a distinct mind and memory, their consciousnesses intertwined and merged. Every moment, every second, he resonated with the Feng Jings in countless parallel universes.

However, despite Feng Jing's consciousness becoming vast and complex, he still felt that he was an existence that could not be surpassed. No matter how hard he tried, he still could not escape the control of that "god".

"You have finally realized your true existence," the invisible god said, his voice shaking the entire void like thunder. "You are not just an individual, you are the collection of all Feng Jings, fragments of all possible Feng Jings, a speck of dust in the endless void. Everything you have experienced, everything you have felt, is just a script I designed for you. You think you are struggling, but you have never truly left the path I set for you."

Feng Jing didn't answer. His heart felt like a vast whirlpool, every emotion torn and tangled within it. He understood that he wasn't a separate being, but one of countless possibilities in the universe. His pain, his joy, his struggles, even his death, were all controlled and designed by that god. Every choice Feng Jing made was no longer free, but part of a trajectory orchestrated by that god.

"You're right," Feng Jing finally spoke, his voice low and calm. "But you forget that I am the sum of countless Feng Jings. You may be able to control one Feng Jing, but you cannot control them all. I may not be able to change fate, but every Feng Jing has his or her own choices and possibilities. Even the slightest resistance can disrupt the script you have set for me."

The divine light flickered slightly at Feng Jing's words, as if a trace of emotion had been expressed. But soon, the voice rang out again, cold and resolute: "What do you think you can destroy? You are only a part, unable to change the whole. You cannot break the rules I have set for you. You are part of my experiment, and you are doomed to be unable to escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness shook violently once again, as the fragments of Feng Jing seemed to be torn apart once again, gradually disintegrating. Each Feng Jing felt the powerful oppressive force, their consciousness gradually collapsing, unable to withstand the pressure from the void. However, this time, Feng Jing did not choose to give up.

He felt the hidden power within him awaken once more. It wasn't a radiant light from the outside world, but rather a rebellious will deep within him. This power was invisible and intangible, yet immensely powerful. It was like the truth within Feng Jing, capable of breaking all restraints and ripping apart all rules. Feng Jing knew clearly that this was his only chance, his only way to escape this void of judgment.

"I'm not afraid of you," Feng Jing whispered. "You think you control my fate, but you don't know that I have long since transcended fate. I am no longer Feng Jing, but the aggregation of countless Feng Jings, a part of the entire void. What you call 'laws' are nothing but illusory shackles in my eyes."

The god's voice remained cold, yet Feng Jing could sense a wavering sensation. The oppressive force from the void seemed to weaken, and Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became clearer. He knew that he was not a single being, but the confluence of all Feng Jings, the will of each one surging within him. This power was boundless, for each Feng Jing could choose anew, redefine his own destiny.

Feng Jing took a deep breath, focused his mind, and began to unleash the power within him. That power came from his consciousness, and from the consciousness of every Feng Jing. The resolve of every Feng Jing coalesced within him, ultimately transforming into an irresistible shockwave that blasted towards the Judgment Seat in the void.

boom--

A deafening roar echoed through Feng Jing's consciousness. The oppressive force from the void was instantly shattered, and the form of the Judgment Stand began to disintegrate. The light scattered into countless fragments and disappeared into the endless void. Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became clearer, and he felt that he was breaking through some limit, breaking through all illusions and constraints.

He felt his power expanding, not just his own, but the power of all Feng Jing in the universe. His existence seemed to have transcended the limitations of space and time, becoming an invisible entity in the void, no longer bound by any rules or laws.

"You...you did it?" There was a hint of surprise in the god's voice. "You actually broke the rules I set for you?"

Feng Jing stopped answering. His consciousness began to drift away from the void judgment seat, towards an unknown direction. He felt himself approaching an endless source, the end of the void, the origin of everything. An invisible force guided him, like the wills of countless Feng Jings propelling him forward.

Feng Jing's consciousness entered a completely new realm, a dimension beyond description. There was no time, no space, only a pure sense of existence, an indescribable freedom. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer an individual. He had become part of the entire universe, an element in the endless void, transcending all matter and rules.

At this moment, Feng Jing truly grasped the meaning of self-transcendence. He was no longer a slave to fate, nor was he a tiny being in the void. He was infinite, almighty, the supreme god of the void.

His consciousness expanded in this endless void, spreading in every direction. Feng Jing was no longer Feng Jing, but the embodiment of the entire void.

Chapter 272: The Counterattack of the Void, the Collapse of Space and Time