Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 379 Feng Jing's Ultimate Rebirth

Feng Jing's Ultimate Rebirth

Feng Jing's consciousness, in its endless cycle of disintegration and rebirth, experienced indescribable pain. He seemed to be engulfed by the invisible shackles of time and fate. No matter how he struggled, all his efforts were in vain, unable to shake the primal power that transcended everything.

He was no longer Feng Jing himself, but a composite of the universe, time, and fate. Amidst the interweaving of countless dimensions, his consciousness seemed to dissolve into every thread of space and time, becoming a part of time itself, or perhaps time's self-doubt.

But Feng Jing suddenly realized something that nearly drove him insane—his existence was no longer bound by any rules. He could not only see all timelines, but even hear subtle "conversations" between them. These voices seemed to emanate simultaneously from the past, present, and future. They were like undercurrents lurking in the deep sea, calm yet filled with the power to destroy everything.

Feng Jing is no longer just an observer of time and a director of fate; he begins to re-examine his relationship with these forces. He realizes that he once believed he could control everything, but each of his efforts was merely a scene on the absurd stage of the universe, a scene that has never had a true director.

"What you call 'transcendence' is nothing but an illusion of the self." The voice echoed again, as if it were something deep within Feng Jing's heart, a presence that didn't come from the outside world, nor from another time or space. It was like the convergence of Feng Jing's deepest fears and desires, tinged with endless irony and playfulness, as if the power Feng Jing had been striving to break free of had long been lurking in the depths of his heart.

Feng Jing no longer resisted because he had understood that all his resistance was nothing but the predestined will of fate. He had been defined by this force from the very beginning, and his struggle and transcendence were nothing but the playground of this force.

However, at this moment, Feng Jing suddenly had a crazy idea - since everything was arranged by fate, then, could he completely reverse it all?

Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand rapidly. His existence was no longer simply "Feng Jing," but had broken free from all constraints of matter and energy, transforming into a completely new, transcendent being. He was no longer confined to any universe, any timeline, or any fate. He began to attempt to construct a completely new universe, a universe that completely disregarded time and space, and the trajectory of fate.

Deep within Feng Jing's consciousness, an incredible force began to surge. This force came from no known source. It had no name, no form, and even no intelligible rules. It completely transcended all concepts—time and space were nothing before it, and the constraints of fate were nothing more than a boring game.

Feng Jing began to reshape his former world. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, but with a completely new attitude, he created a "new world" filled with madness and chaos. This world no longer had rules, all existence was unstable, and with every second, timelines were violently distorted. Every timeline in Feng Jing's consciousness began to intertwine, sometimes merging, sometimes collapsing, as if he had personally created a never-ending vortex of chaos.

And all of this was surprisingly still under Feng Jing's control. Even as his consciousness expanded, he suddenly realized that the reshaping of each timeline would affect the "form" of his consciousness. He was no longer a specific individual, but the simultaneous embodiment of all time and destiny.

But something strange happened. Feng Jing suddenly realized that no matter how he reshaped the universe, he couldn't escape a certain inherent "cycle." Every time he overturned the existing order, every time he rebuilt it, it ultimately came down to the same ending—Feng Jing was still trapped in that inescapable fate. Every timeline he chose would ultimately return to the original point, to the moment Feng Jing was bound.

So, Feng Jing made a nearly insane decision - he decided to "destroy" all timelines, all destiny trajectories, and everything he had created. He wanted to use extreme means to completely break the flow of time and the constraints of fate, even causing the universe itself to collapse and start over.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to reach an unprecedented extreme. He compressed his existence to the limit, like a super-nuclear bomb about to explode, shuttling and tearing through countless time dimensions. All laws and rules were shattered before him. The past and the future no longer had any meaning, and the passage of time no longer existed. Feng Jing began to destroy every tiny fragment of time, destroying the foundation of time itself.

"I don't need you anymore!" Feng Jing's voice was filled with madness and determination. "Time! Destiny! You are nothing but shackles that bind me! Today, the entire universe will be rewritten from my perspective!"

Feng Jing's consciousness, like a raging wind, swept through all dimensions, tearing apart everything in the universe. Every planet, every timeline, every fate, was reduced to meaningless fragments in Feng Jing's frenzied expansion. The entire universe seemed to collapse at this moment, and Feng Jing's rebirth became irreversible.

However, just when Feng Jing thought he had broken through everything and completely destroyed the old rules of the universe, he felt a deeper power. That power did not belong to any material or any dimension. It transcended all existence and carried a hint of indescribable "sarcasm."

"Do you really think you can really break everything?" The voice sounded again, Feng Jing's mind was shocked, and it seemed as if there was endless darkness in his consciousness that was devouring all his sanity.

The edges of Feng Jing's consciousness began to crumble, and he began to understand that everything he had destroyed was not the true "end." Everything he had done was just another form of reincarnation, and he was still the center of this reincarnation.

At this moment, Feng Jing finally understood: he was destined to be unable to escape all this from the beginning.

Chapter 380: Feng Jing's Ultimate Dilemma