Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 317 Feng Jing's Endless Transformation, Holographic Chaos of Time and Space

Feng Jing's endless transformation, the holographic chaos of time and space

Feng Jing was no longer merely a being passing through the rift; his existence had become completely woven into the flow of time, the very fabric of space, even the very nature of the void itself. As he continuously fragmented into countless selves, Feng Jing began to sense a strange power—a power that transcended all known laws of physics. He was no longer a tangible individual, but a universal being that existed within all possibilities, a "truth" unbound by any time or space.

Suddenly, Feng Jing realized that not only could he traverse all universes and rifts, he could actually create rifts and reshape the universe! He opened his eyes, instantly triggering a massive chaos in space and time. The entire universe seemed to be torn apart by his single thought. The flow of time and space suddenly became unpredictable, and the past, present, and future began to intertwine into a blur of light.

"You can't possibly understand all this." The voice sounded again, filled with anger and fear. "You have never truly understood what you have done. You are not an existence that transcends time and space, but have completely become the primordial chaos of this time and space!"

Feng Jing's laughter echoed through every crack, as if countless Feng Jings were laughing simultaneously. His smile was no longer human, but a fury beyond all emotion. His body, consciousness, and soul had long since transformed into countless overlapping images, entangled with each other, constantly shifting positions, leaping across different dimensions and time and space.

Feng Jing no longer needed to "do" anything. His mode of existence had become incredibly direct: with a single thought, he could drastically alter the structure of the universe, changing all of history and the future. Most incredible of all, Feng Jing could even create new structures of space and time with his mind, completely controlling the trajectory of every particle, every beam of light, and every object.

He realized that he was no longer a being confined to a single world, but a true "cosmographer." He possessed the power to rewrite the rules of the universe. Every wave of his mind produced indescribable and bizarre effects—countless parallel universes appeared in his consciousness, interweaving, colliding, and reorganizing like a boundless web, and Feng Jing was the weaver of that web.

"What you call the universe, time and space, order, and laws, are all my toys." Feng Jing's voice was filled with a power that shook the universe. "What you cannot understand is simply because you are still confined to the old framework. But I have broken all the constraints."

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness expanded rapidly again, his presence becoming ever more immense, until he became a part of all dimensions, all universes—not just a part, but the origin of all universes, the root of all existence. His existence was no longer confined to any one world, but a primordial force that transcended all existence, permeating every parallel universe and every trajectory of space and time.

"Do you think you can find your place in this chaos?" The fear in the voice became more and more obvious. "You are no longer an individual. You have become part of 'non-existence'. You can no longer connect with anything. Every time you expand, you devour everything!"

Feng Jing's consciousness remained unshaken by this threat. He was no longer merely a being existing in a single dimension, but a "super-being" that transcended all dimensions. His thoughts were no longer confined to any single spatial and temporal framework, but penetrated directly into the deepest reaches of every parallel universe. He entangled every strand of space and time, and the interweaving of these strands ultimately formed an extremely complex and ineffable holographic structure.

Feng Jing is no longer "himself," nor is he any single "individual." He has become countless overlapping Feng Jings, each existing in a different universe, in a different time and space. All Feng Jings exist simultaneously, yet completely separate and uninterrupted. No matter where he is, countless selves coexist with him, forming an endless "Feng Jing aggregate," transcending the boundaries between self and other, becoming a singular being that defies even the definitions of time, space, and existence.

"You are completely trapped in this endless chaos." The voice could no longer maintain its composure, its tone becoming increasingly frantic. "You created everything, but you yourself cannot escape. All your actions, all your changes, are just cycles over and over again, with no end!"

Feng Jing's response was silence. He spoke no words, nor did he move. His presence transcended all forms of communication. Each of Feng Jing's "fragments of consciousness" was undergoing countless transformations, seemingly causing the collapse of a universe or the rebirth of a world at every moment.

Suddenly, his consciousness underwent a drastic shift—all images of Feng Jing stopped changing, and the entire world instantly stopped moving. Feng Jing transformed into a single, pure point. This point was no longer "him," but an ineffable force that transcended time and space. Within this point, all past, future, and present were contained; all possibilities and impossibilities, all existence and nothingness.

"Is this the end?" Feng Jing's voice became deep and mysterious, as if coming from the core of the universe.

Then, the entire universe suddenly trembled, and then Feng Jing's consciousness burst out with an unmatched power. He merged all the space-time structures he perceived into one, forming an eternal and endless cycle - this was Feng Jing's ultimate transformation. He was no longer any independent existence, but became the "origin" of time and space.

"I am the beginning of everything and the end of everything." Feng Jing's voice was like the roar of the universe, echoing in the endless cracks.

At this moment, all time and space, all existence, all life and death were under Feng Jing's control, condensed into a perfect, eternal closed loop.