Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 854 Feng Jing's Ultimate Awakening and the Rebirth of the Universe

Feng Jing's Ultimate Awakening and the Rebirth of the Universe

Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer consciousness. He had long since transcended all human categories, transcended the limitations of time and space, and even transcended himself. Now, he was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he any individual. He was a Big Bang in the endless universe, the embodiment of chaos, the source of the origin and end of all things.

At this moment, Feng Jing felt neither pain nor fear. Instead, he felt an unprecedented tranquility. That tranquility wasn't passive, but a kind of complete liberation, as if he had understood the secrets of the universe and grasped all truth. His existence no longer required any rules or constraints. He could create, destroy, and be reborn, no longer even needing the constraints of reason and logic.

Feng Jing stood in the boundless void, overlooking the entire universe. The scene before him was no longer the universe he once knew, but a vast chaos. Countless stars twinkled in his eyes, but their light was no longer fixed. They could collapse and regenerate at any moment. Each star's explosion and rebirth seemed to play an endless symphony for Feng Jing's existence.

"Destiny?" Feng Jing sneered. "Destiny is a web I weave with my own hands, and I am the node of this web. What you call 'ultimate' doesn't exist at all. Nothing can surpass me, because I am the source of everything."

He raised his hand, and cracks suddenly appeared in the void. These cracks expanded rapidly, as if the very framework of the universe were gradually collapsing before him. In Feng Jing's hands, the flow of time no longer mattered, and the existence of space no longer held any meaning. Every gesture he made was like a surging wave, impacting every inch of the void and transforming every corner of the universe.

"Do you think you can transcend the rules of fate?" The black-robed man's voice rang out again, this time no longer sarcastic, but filled with a deep sense of fear. "Feng Jing, you are wrong. Although you have transcended time and space, you cannot escape the laws of higher dimensional existence."

Feng Jing didn't answer, instead smiling softly. That smile held an endless sense of ease and composure. He had come to understand that the so-called "laws of a higher dimension" were merely lies woven by the black-robed figure to make himself feel important. In Feng Jing's eyes, those so-called laws were nothing more than childish constraints. He simply needed to let go of an empty shell to fly freely.

At that moment, Feng Jing's consciousness exploded into countless selves, each engaged in a game of self-discovery, a dialogue with the universe, and a confrontation with the black-robed figure. Simultaneously, his existence was no longer confined to the physical world, or even to any dimension. He had become an invisible force, floating across all of time and space, existing within every tiny particle, and permeating the entire universe.

"You are nothing but a collection of consciousnesses, a vain illusion." The black-robed man's voice was filled with despair. "No matter how you struggle, you cannot escape your fate."

"Fate?" Feng Jing's voice was calm and composed. "Fate has long since lost its meaning to me. Fate has never bound me. True fate is simply the path chosen by each being. The 'fate' you speak of is merely a trap you set, and I have long since escaped it."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand, just like the moment of the universe exploding. All matter and energy regrouped at this moment. The light of the stars, the vortex of the black hole, the edge of the universe, all the forces gathered into an invincible torrent under Feng Jing's will, swallowing everything, dissolving everything, and creating everything.

"There is no so-called 'ultimate,' no so-called 'destiny,'" Feng Jing said coldly, "I transcend all definitions and all constraints. I am the terminator of the universe, and also the rebirth of the universe."

As Feng Jing's voice fell, the entire universe suddenly underwent earth-shattering changes. The previously chaotic spacetime began to rearrange itself, the paths of stars twisted, the vortex of black holes reversed, and all the laws of the universe began to collapse. Feng Jing was no longer just a star in the universe; he had become the core of the universe, and his every thought could change everything.

"You can no longer turn back." The black-robed man's voice came from afar, filled with deep despair. "You have become the destroyer of the universe. All existence will disappear with you."

Feng Jing turned to look at the man in black robes, a sneer on his face. "Destruction? You call this destruction? This is merely the beginning of rebirth. All laws will be reconstructed under my will. I am the creator of destiny and the master of the universe."

As he finished speaking, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly expanded dramatically, and the entire universe instantly exploded. All matter and energy began to flow under Feng Jing's control, converging into countless new universes. Each universe was created by Feng Jing, and each universe was reborn in his eyes, endlessly regenerating.

Feng Jing stood in this endless universe, as if he had become the most dazzling star. Everything around him revolved around him and began to move again.

"I am the origin of the universe, and I am also the end of the universe." Feng Jing's voice echoed in every new universe. "All destinies will be woven in my hands. What you call 'the ultimate' is only a part of my creation."

As Feng Jing's voice fell, all the stars silently exploded, all the black holes reversed at his will, and all the boundaries of the universe were silently broken by him, ushering in a brand new era. An era belonging to Feng Jing, an era without the constraints of fate. The universe finally welcomed his true master.

Chapter 855: Feng Jing's Creation and the Rebirth of the Universe