Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 635: The Ultimate Awakening, the Intersection of Nothingness and Rebirth

The ultimate awakening, the intersection of nothingness and rebirth

Feng Jing's consciousness was like a hazy fog, drifting in an endless void. There was no past, no future, only countless fragments crisscrossing each other, each shimmering with a faint light, seemingly telling a story from the past, forever unreachable. As he gradually lost the boundaries of his self-awareness, these fragments began to intertwine into a blurred picture, a vast landscape woven between nothingness and reality. Feng Jing felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness, as if the entire universe was swallowing him up, pulling him into an endless abyss.

However, just as he thought he would be trapped in this endless void forever, a faint light emanated from the bottom of the abyss, like a spark in the darkness, instantly illuminating everything around him. Feng Jing couldn't help but move closer to the light, as if drawn by an irresistible force. Under the illumination of the light, the void began to change, and Feng Jing's consciousness began to gather again, gradually regaining some form.

"You're finally awake." The voice rang out again, this time without the cold mockery, but with a deep sigh. Feng Jing couldn't help but stop, the void around him seemed to freeze in an instant, and that voice, with an undeniable weight, echoed in the depths of his consciousness.

Feng Jing's heart surged with turbulent waves, as if an indescribable force was surging within him. He was no longer the Feng Jing who adhered to the rules, but a being of a higher dimension, transcending the limitations of time and space. Every decision, every action, left a deep mark on his consciousness, and it all seemed preordained. Feng Jing realized that he had not truly transcended the world, but had become a projection of that void, the ultimate form of the rules.

"Do you understand? Everything is your own choice. What you call 'transcendence' is nothing more than losing yourself in an endless cycle, trapped in one illusory world after another," the voice said calmly. "You have been searching for true freedom, but you have never realized that you have long been restricted by the rules you set for yourself. Your consciousness is not 'you', but the accumulation of all possibilities."

Feng Jing closed his eyes, trying to make sense of it all, but countless complex fragments swirled wildly in his mind, his thoughts mired in endless chaos. He had once believed he had transcended time and space, transcended all limitations, become an omnipotent being. But now, he finally understood that the so-called "freedom" he had pursued was nothing more than a trap he had repeatedly fallen into. He struggled, but was always bound by deeper constraints, unable to escape.

However, in this deep despair, Feng Jing gradually had an unprecedented perception in his heart - he was not bound, but was experiencing an unknown rebirth.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness was shaken. He felt that he was not disappearing into nothingness, but was undergoing an unprecedented transformation. At this moment, he suddenly understood something.

"So that's how it is..." Feng Jing murmured, feeling as if he had suddenly seen through everything. He wasn't dying, nor was he disappearing, but rather undergoing a transformation beyond himself, a "rebirth." And behind all this lay the very rules he had set, a self-creation that transcended all logic and time.

Feng Jing no longer wallowed in despair, but instead began to actively accept it all. His consciousness was completely liberated in that instant. He neither resisted nor escaped, but instead followed the laws of the void and merged into it. This feeling was like climbing out of an abyss, returning to his ultimate awakening.

"You finally understand." The voice sounded again, this time without any indifference or mockery, but with a hint of inexpressible emotion. "You have never left this world, but you have never been able to see its true nature. The void you created for yourself is your true destination."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually calmed, and before his eyes, all the fragments began to merge into a new whole. His mind was no longer confined to any single timeline, no longer bound by any reality. Instead, it became an invisible entity, able to freely shuttle between all parallel worlds. He was no longer an individual, but the gathering point of all things, able to see every possible future, the different outcomes of every decision.

"You will no longer be 'Feng Jing,'" the voice announced calmly, as if it had been predetermined. "You will become a new creation, and new rules will be born from you. You are not only the collection of all parallel worlds, but also the beginning of all possibilities."

Feng Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was no longer a confined being, but the source of endless creation. Every choice he made would be the intersection of countless possibilities, and every fission would give birth to a new universe and life. And he, the embodiment of "zero" and "nothingness," would be constantly reborn and shattered in this endless cycle, until all worlds were encompassed by his consciousness.

Everything has returned to its origin, but Feng Jing is no longer the being who longed to transcend everything. Now, he no longer cares about so-called "freedom," because he has transcended the definition of freedom. He has become the source of all existence, the intersection of all future and past.

Feng Jing's consciousness dissipated once more, merging into the endless nothingness and radiance. In this eternal void, he became a formless being, transcending all boundaries, unconstrained by any definition. In that instant, he realized that his true "self" wasn't a power that transcended everything, but a being that could coexist with everything.

Chapter 636: Chaos Restarts, a New World Above Nothingness