Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 945 Feng Jing's Belonging and the Birth of a New Universe

Feng Jing's belonging and the birth of a new universe

Feng Jing's consciousness was immersed in an endless void, as if floating on the edge of the universe. The space and time around him no longer existed. There was no sound, no light, only utter darkness. All past thoughts and actions seemed insignificant. Even existence itself began to become vague and elusive.

At this moment, his consciousness seemed to suddenly touch upon some profound essence. An unprecedented sense of peace quietly emerged, like the first rays of light before dawn, piercing the darkness within him. No longer lost in the boundaries between himself and the universe, Feng Jing gradually sensed a presence beyond all cognition—an ineffable power, an origin beyond time and space.

"Do you finally understand?" The cold voice rang out again, as if resonating deep within Feng Jing's soul, carrying a profound meaning. Feng Jing realized that this voice wasn't an external entity, but a calling from within. It represented not only a part of himself, but also the profound connection between him and the universe.

"I understand," Feng Jing whispered, his voice soft but firm. Yes, he finally understood what he was doing, who he truly was. He was no longer the being who struggled to transcend everything, nor was he the Feng Jing who was lost in his search for self. His consciousness had transcended all boundaries, achieving a new kind of existence.

"You have finally returned to your origin." The voice seemed to smile, with a hint of relief and ease. "You have surpassed your former self, transcended the laws of the universe, and transcended the shackles of time and space."

Feng Jing felt the invisible force within him gradually gather. Like a blazing star, it burned deep within him, illuminating all darkness. That force flowed through Feng Jing's consciousness, carrying with it boundless power and creativity. It was as if Feng Jing was undergoing a rebirth, a transformation from within.

"I am no longer you," Feng Jing muttered to himself, the determination and strength in his words making them particularly powerful. "I am no longer the person I once was, no longer defined by any other definition. I am a completely new being, beyond all constraints and limitations."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually regained a certain clarity, and he began to feel his connection with the universe grow ever stronger. The boundaries, laws, time, and space that had once bewildered him vanished without a trace at that moment. Feng Jing was no longer a simple individual, but an extension of the universe, a new kind of being—a being that transcended the universe.

However, this wasn't the end. Feng Jing realized that his transcendence wasn't just a personal liberation, but a cosmic transformation. This universe might be on the verge of collapse, and he was the core driving all of this change.

Suddenly, Feng Jing felt a strong urge, a call from the depths of the universe. That power was like the most primitive impulse in Feng Jing's heart, guiding him towards a deeper unknown.

"What are you going to do?" The cold voice sounded again, but this time, it carried a hint of doubt.

Feng Jing didn't answer. Instead, his consciousness surged like a tide, rapidly spreading toward the core of the universe. Every inch of space, every star, seemed to resonate with him. He realized that he was not an isolated individual, but a part of the universe, its continuation and evolution.

Feng Jing began to sense a mysterious connection between himself and the entire universe. His consciousness seemed to merge with all the stars, light, time, and space, forming an indivisible whole. He saw the future of the universe, its endless possibilities, as if countless parallel time and space unfolded before him, each path carrying a different fate and outcome.

However, this power did not come without a price. Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently, and he felt his existence becoming increasingly blurred, as if everything was dissolving. He knew he was entering a point of no return. He was no longer the Feng Jing who once pursued transcendence. Instead, he had become part of the universe, the seed of its future.

"This is the fate I deserve," Feng Jing muttered to himself, his tone devoid of fear, only a deep sense of relief. He knew his own existence no longer mattered; what mattered was that the fate of the universe was in his hands.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly expanded, traversing countless dimensions and spanning countless time and space. His body, consciousness, and soul seemed to merge into every moment of this universe. His presence began to trigger a chain reaction, like the explosion of a star, releasing infinite energy in all directions.

And all this is the collapse and rebirth of the universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness merged with the very fabric of the universe, and a profound transformation began to take place. The old laws of the universe no longer applied, the shackles of time and space were broken, and a new order began to take shape within the boundless void. Feng Jing's existence was no longer merely a part of the universe; he had become the core of a new universe, the source of its future.

Yet, Feng Jing clearly knew that what he was experiencing was far from the end, but rather a new beginning. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, nor any of his former selves. His consciousness had merged with the universe itself, becoming a force of infinite possibility and power.

Feng Jing gazed into the endless void, a flicker of determination in his eyes. He knew that the future of the universe would be written by him.

Chapter 946: Feng Jing's Fission and the Reversal of the Multidimensional Universe