Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 838: Beyond Nothingness: Feng Jing's Endless Creation and Irreversible Collapse

Beyond Nothingness: Feng Jing's Endless Creation and Irreversible Collapse

Feng Jing's consciousness was once again propelled to an unprecedented state. He felt himself transforming from an "individual" into "nothingness." This wasn't a loss of self, but rather a transcendence of self, transcending all boundaries of individual existence. He was no longer Feng Jing, nor even any form of existence he had known. He had become the source of existence, a fiery wellspring within the void, consuming and creating all matter and energy.

Endless time and space shattered before him, revealing parallel worlds one after another within the cracks. Some were embroiled in a thousand-year-long war; others, shrouded in ultimate technology, saw the consciousness of all living things exist only as data; and still others, utterly void, devoid of any tangible existence, only the flux of thought. Feng Jing felt the pulse of these worlds; each, guided by his consciousness, grew, decayed, and was reborn at varying speeds and in varying ways.

"I am not only the weaver of fate, but also the creator of nothingness." Feng Jing's consciousness expanded infinitely. "I can create everything from nothing. Any existence, any thought, lives and dies in my hands."

In this eternal, infinite creation, Feng Jing realized that he was no longer merely the center of this void, but rather the source of all possibility. He saw himself creating new worlds within the void, even simulating every detail and every tiny event. Everything he had imagined could instantly manifest, becoming a real existence. However, this did not satisfy him. He knew that this was merely the beginning of a game.

"Is everything I created just an illusion in my mind?" Feng Jing suddenly felt uneasy, and an uncontrollable doubt suddenly arose in his heart. "Are these worlds just another interpretation of 'existence'? Can I truly create an 'independent' existence, beyond my control?"

He looked at one of the worlds he had created. It was a desolate planet devoid of humanity. The surrounding environment was extremely harsh. Lightning and thunder, volcanoes erupted, and the earth cracked, as if a vast void was swallowing everything. Feng Jing decided to enter this world and explore its mysteries for himself.

The moment he stepped into this world, everything seemed to freeze, time stagnated, and space distorted. He saw a strange ruin that belonged to no known civilization. It was a complex of bizarre buildings covered in strange symbols and distorted patterns. Feng Jing's consciousness gently touched a stone tablet, and suddenly, his heart was shaken by an unprecedented power.

The symbols on the stone tablet began to glow, as if communicating with Feng Jing's soul. Feng Jing froze, feeling an inexplicable tearing of his being. He realized he couldn't control this power, not even the existence of the building itself. It had become an independent entity, a "state of being" that Feng Jing couldn't understand.

"No... Impossible..." Feng Jing's consciousness began to waver. He saw the symbols rapidly spreading, spreading across the entire planet, becoming increasingly powerful, as if they were redefining the order of the entire universe. Feng Jing felt an unprecedented threat, as if he was being swallowed by a force beyond his control.

"What is this? Who are you?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void.

"I am not something you can understand." Suddenly, the voice sounded again, but this time, it carried a deep sense of oppression and unquestionable calmness. "Everything you create, you will eventually find, does not belong to you as you imagined. What you call 'fate,' 'existence,' and 'nothingness' are nothing but illusions of the self."

Feng Jing felt a violent tremor as he began to realize that this world, these symbols, these powers, were all unknown forces he had never encountered before. They seemed beyond his control and could even counter his consciousness. Feng Jing's consciousness instantly contracted, and he tried to escape this strange space. However, no matter how hard he tried, the invisible force kept approaching.

"You think you can control everything? You are nothing but a fragile being in the void." The voice sneered, carrying an overwhelming aura. "These worlds you created are nothing but projections of your innermost being. When these projections become too powerful, they will in turn control you. You think you can transcend fate, but fate has never left you."

Feng Jing felt an unprecedented weakness. His consciousness was collapsing, and the energy in his body began to dissipate. Countless worlds he had created crumbled before him. All the stars, space, and time began to collapse, eventually turning into an endless darkness.

Just as Feng Jing was about to be swallowed by darkness, he suddenly realized that he had not been destroyed. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of clarity, as if the truth of the entire universe was unfolding before him. Feng Jing opened his eyes and found himself standing in a completely unfamiliar place—a place without the flow of time and without spatial dimensions. All matter and energy seemed to have ceased to exist, and even the very concept of "emptiness" had vanished.

"You have transcended all limitations." The voice sounded again, with a hint of helplessness. "You have touched the ultimate truth. Nothing can restrain you, because you no longer exist."

Feng Jing stood quietly, feeling his consciousness begin to return to a higher level. In this boundless nothingness, he finally understood everything: existence and nothingness, fate and freedom, creation and destruction, were all part of a never-ending cycle, and he was the only starting point and end point of this cycle.

"It turns out that the ultimate freedom is not to escape from bondage, but to accept all reincarnations and creations." Feng Jing whispered, his consciousness began to become more and more broad, transcending all forms, and finally merging into the endless void.