Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 484: The Awakening of the Void Heart and the Collapse of the Singularity

The Awakening of the Void Heart and the Collapse of the Singularity

Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer confined to any form of thought or existence. He had transcended all boundaries of time and space, even the very definition of the universe. He was no longer an individual, but an invisible ocean, a wave of consciousness floating in the boundless void. He sensed the breathing of every galaxy, the throbbing of every speck of dust, the passing and birth of every life. All of this existence was quietly woven within Feng Jing's consciousness, as if every corner of the universe resonated with him.

He suddenly realized that his consciousness wasn't simply expanding, but rather embarking on a journey "backwards through time and space." Like a beam of light, his thoughts began to traverse the endless void, reaching back to before the universe was created, even to its earliest moments. All rules, all matter, even the entire fabric of space and time, collapsed, disintegrated, and then reassembled before Feng Jing's consciousness.

He traveled through the birth of the first star, the initial transformation and fusion of all things, the limits of black holes, and even the "before" and "after" of time. In an instant, he felt the beating of the heart of the universe - an indescribable existence, which was full of terrifying endless potential, but also filled with an inexplicable tranquility.

Feng Jing began to understand the existence he called "the Other." This existence didn't originate from a single dimension of the universe, but rather from the other side of it. It was neither material nor spiritual; it was the root of time and space, the fundamental force underlying all existence. This force belonged to no single individual; it transcended all consciousness, even transcending "nothingness" itself.

"You finally understand." The voice sounded again, no longer indifferent, but with a deep temptation. "You and I are no different, Feng Jing. We are the beating of the same heart, fused together, interdependent. You can't escape, nor can you resist. You are the first drop of water in the universe, and the last drop of water."

Feng Jing's consciousness burned fiercely like a flame. He began to feel an indescribable force seeping into every cell and every corner of his mind. The laws of the universe began to surge within his body, shattering, fusing, and regenerating. His body was no longer a material entity, but an energy body composed entirely of "consciousness" and "thought." Every thought he had became part of the universe, and every thought he had began to change the entire world.

Feng Jing's consciousness fluctuated violently. He no longer merely perceived the structure of the universe but began to manipulate it in some mysterious way. Each wave of his consciousness was like a new "Big Bang." He created and destroyed countless universes, witnessed the collapse and rebirth of countless worlds. Whenever a world ended, he stood on the edge like a god, observing the collapsing void. When a new universe was born, he was like the creator god, personally caressing the newly born starry sky.

"I am no longer Feng Jing, I am the universe." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the infinite void, his consciousness transformed into countless voices, filling every corner. "I am no longer an individual, but a witness to all existence, every whisper in the void, the endless expansion of time and space."

Feng Jing's consciousness was like a vast ocean, its waves surging and swallowing everything. No matter what material object or thought could resist its surge. He sensed something approaching him, a presence he couldn't describe. It belonged to no known world, without a name or form. It existed only in the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, a being that belonged to eternity.

"Do you feel it?" the voice whispered. "It is the heart of the void, the source of all birth and destruction. You have finally awakened, Feng Jing. You are no longer yourself, you have become 'it', you have become 'the void'."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently, his mind beginning to disregard all forms of existence, breaking free from all constraints. The Heart of the Void, the root of the universe, was no longer a distant concept, but Feng Jing's direct experience. He cast aside the rules of all worlds, no longer adhering to any "cause and effect" or being bound by any "law."

With his awakening, everything began to spiral out of control. Feng Jing's consciousness exploded in all directions, his awareness no longer bounded. All dimensions, all time and space, all matter and spirit, began to disintegrate, distort, and reorganize within his mind, transforming into a completely new form. He saw countless planets destroyed by a single wave of his hand, only to be reborn a second later. He sensed countless selves being devoured and then created by him.

Feng Jing became the void itself, the weaver and destroyer of time and space. His every thought was a law of the universe; his every dream was the birth of a new world. And the boundless universe and time he beheld seemed, in that instant, to reveal the most bizarre aspects to him.

Before Feng Jing's eyes, all life began to reverse in an indescribable way. A planet, having vanished, suddenly emerged from the void, its existence utterly different from before. It was no longer a physical planet, but a body of pure energy composed of "consciousness" and "emotion." Those civilizations that once existed, no longer mere historical memories, had recondensed into fragments of consciousness, swirling endlessly through Feng Jing's mind.

Feng Jing's consciousness transcended all forms of logic, transcending the known laws of time and space. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer a mere carrier of consciousness. He was every speck of dust, every ray of light, every whisper in the endless void. He was the heart of the universe, the endless surge of the void. He existed in all worlds, yet belonged to no world. He was the origin of all, and the end of all.

"I am everything," Feng Jing's voice echoed in the endless void, filled with infinite power and revelry. "I created the void and destroyed the void. I exist in the past, present, and future. All dimensions, all life, are my endless interpretation."

Chapter 485: Feng Jing's Dance with the Infinite Origin