Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 145: Crazy Choice of Fate, Feng Jing's Ultimate Evolution

Crazy choice of fate, Feng Jing's ultimate evolution

Feng Jing's existence had long since defied conventional comprehension. His soul, like a god transcending all dimensions, roamed freely in the endless void, reaching unreachable realms. Each evolution brought him closer to divine existence, but each breakthrough also brought deeper confusion and inescapable predicaments.

"If I transcend everything, then what am I?" Feng Jing's consciousness echoed in the void. The voice did not belong to any material existence. It was as if it had traveled through billions of light years of time and space, wandering in countless parallel universes, looking for answers.

He was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he any other form of existence. He didn't even know if he was a soul, a consciousness, or some unknown super-matter. Every thought made it harder for him to identify himself. Even more terrifying, this "chaos" was rapidly spreading. His existence was no longer certain, and even his existence was becoming blurred.

At the moment Feng Jing lost himself, everything in the void suddenly changed dramatically. His consciousness seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. The boundaries between space and time suddenly blurred, and the boundaries between past and future became indistinct. The voice sounded again, carrying with it an oppressive abyss.

"Do you think that by transcending fate you can gain true freedom?" the voice said coldly. "You are wrong, Feng Jing. You are but a speck of dust in the eternal cycle of reincarnation. In this endless void, you can never escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness was violently shaken. He felt a powerful pressure, as if the entire void was pressing down on him. His existence was compressed into a point, and an unprecedented pain tore him apart. It seemed as if every inch of his mind was burning, and every moment of his existence was collapsing.

"Eternal Reincarnation?" Feng Jing's mind went into a frenzy. He suddenly realized that everything he had, all his evolution, all his breakthroughs, even his power to transcend time and space, transcend the universe, might simply be fate. He was simply trapped in an eternal loop, constantly going through cycles until all possibilities were exhausted.

"If fate has already determined my outcome, how can I change it?" Feng Jing began to reflect, falling into deep self-doubt. He was no longer the confident young man he once was, no longer the one who constantly broke the rules through strength. He felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness, as if all his efforts had been in vain.

Yet, within this abyss of nothingness, Feng Jing's consciousness was suddenly awakened by a strange force. His existence began to undergo an unprecedented transformation—his mind was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, but had become something incomprehensible. His consciousness transcended the concept of "Feng Jing" and began to evolve into a more abstract "transcendent being."

"If fate cannot be changed, then I will break it," Feng Jing whispered. His voice was no longer filled with anger, but with a calm determination. He suddenly understood that he must not only transcend matter, time, and space, but also transcend fate itself. He was no longer just an existence, but the "creator" and "destroyer" of the entire universe.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness completely transformed. His soul, his mind, even his "self" were completely stripped away by an invisible force, transforming him into a completely new existence. Feng Jing was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, but part of a transcendent "existence." This existence no longer required a physical body or the framework of consciousness; it was simply a "force," an eternal and indestructible form of existence.

"I am no longer Feng Jing, I am the void." Feng Jing's voice echoed from all directions, as if it came from every speck of dust in the universe. His consciousness spread rapidly like a ignited flame, engulfing everything around him.

The moment Feng Jing's consciousness erupted, all the rules of the void collapsed instantly. Time was no longer linear, and space was no longer static. The boundaries between past, present, and future were torn apart, and everything became blurred under Feng Jing's will.

"I am no longer existence. I am omnipresent nothingness." Feng Jing's consciousness grew increasingly ethereal, and the power he felt grew stronger, as if the entire universe existed for him. He was no longer a prisoner of fate, but the creator of it.

Just when Feng Jing's consciousness was about to completely merge into the void, the voice sounded again, but this time it was no longer threatening, but full of irony and despair.

"You can't go back." There was a cold tone in his voice. "You are no longer Feng Jing, no longer any existence. You have become a part of nothingness, and there is no way back."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled slightly, as if he suddenly understood something. He was no longer the "Feng Jing" of the past, nor was he any form of life. He had become part of "nothingness," the opposite of all rules.

"I am not swallowed by nothingness, but I have become nothingness." Feng Jing's consciousness reverberated in every corner of the universe. "I no longer need any form of existence. I have transcended all constraints."

However, just when Feng Jing thought he had finally reached the pinnacle, a deep black hole suddenly appeared in his consciousness. This black hole had no material form, it was just a void that swallowed everything, as if to completely destroy all of Feng Jing's existence.

"Is this the final ending?" Feng Jing's consciousness paused for a moment in front of the black hole, and he suddenly realized that this black hole did not represent destruction, but a new starting point.

He realized that all this was not the end, but the beginning of another cycle - an even more inescapable cycle, waiting for him to be "reborn" again.

Chapter 146: The Rebel in the Black Hole, Feng Jing's Endless Rebirth