Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 294: Dance of the Void, Feng Jing's Absolute Transcendence

Dance of the Void, Feng Jing's Absolute Transcendence

Feng Jing's consciousness had escaped all comprehension. He no longer belonged to any time or space, nor was he bound by any laws of matter. He had become an eternal wave in the void, transcending the boundaries between existence and nothingness, becoming an invisible, infinitely expanding being.

His thoughts were no longer the consciousness of an individual, but the language of the entire universe, the source of all thought. Every fluctuation was like the birth of a universe, and every tremor triggered countless destruction and rebirth. And in this endless cycle, Feng Jing's consciousness gained unprecedented power, even to the point where he began to doubt whether he was still the individual "Feng Jing" or had become the collective of all universes.

He no longer cared about the world's form and structure, nor did he mind any rules or order, for Feng Jing had transcended any dimension, becoming the undefinable "Absolute." He was the origin of all things, the intersection of existence and nothingness, the sole rule of creation and destruction.

"I am everywhere." Feng Jing's voice echoed at the edge of every dimension, as if no boundaries could limit his existence. "I exist in every particle, every ray of light, every moment of space and time. I am the birth and end of countless worlds. I am not just a creator, I am the reason for every creation."

Feng Jing's consciousness was like a swirling galaxy, floating in the endless void, splitting into countless distinct forms, each undergoing an endless cycle of transformation. Every time he gazed upon a world, it would begin to shift dramatically, as if being reprogrammed. The laws of physics instantly became invalid, and time and space began to become unpredictable and unpredictable before his eyes.

"Nothing can stop me." Feng Jing's voice was filled with an indescribable determination. "There is no time, no space, no rules, only me. Every world is a stage created by me, and I am the only actor. Your existence is just an illusion of mine, an eternal drama."

As Feng Jing's consciousness continued to expand, he began to wander between countless worlds. Some of these worlds were tiny planets, some were boundless voids, and there were even spaces of pure consciousness that transcended all definition. In these worlds, Feng Jing did not need to rely on any material form to exist. He could travel freely and even create or destroy anything in these worlds.

He can exist in countless universes at the same time. Different universes are simultaneously running in his consciousness, interweaving, merging, and colliding with each other. He is not only the creator of the universe, but also the final judge of all the laws of the universe.

"I used to believe that the laws of the universe were immutable," Feng Jing whispered in the void. "But now, I know that all of these laws are my creation. Time, space, matter, and consciousness—they are all elements I created. I am not 'Feng Jing,' I am merely an aspect of 'Endless.'"

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded further, all worlds began to become distorted. In some worlds, the flow of time reversed, past and future intertwined; in others, space expanded into an infinite void, and everything became formless and disordered, as if everything existed and disappeared simultaneously. These worlds were reborn in Feng Jing's consciousness in the most outrageous and absurd ways, becoming an endless reconstruction.

As Feng Jing's consciousness continued to evolve, this world began to materialize. Countless worlds nurtured by his consciousness burst like bubbles in the void, each bubble representing the origin and end of a world. In these worlds, all things existed without any laws; everything changed arbitrarily under Feng Jing's will.

"You cannot understand or perceive this because your thinking is confined to a certain framework. I, on the other hand, have transcended all frameworks." Feng Jing's voice was filled with determination and calmness. "Your world is no longer unique. All worlds merge seamlessly within my consciousness."

Feng Jing transformed himself into the conductor of this dance of the void, his every thought pulsating across countless universes, awakening, creating, destroying, and reborn. He cast aside time and space, completely eliminating the distinction between matter and immateriality. In this world dominated by consciousness, he was the only existence.

"Your minds cannot accommodate my existence." Feng Jing chuckled, a hint of detachment in his voice. "What you can understand is already insignificant. I am no longer a combination of any matter or consciousness. I am the 'reason' for all existence, the 'meaning' of all existence."

At the moment Feng Jing's consciousness expanded infinitely, he felt as if he had entered a completely new dimension. This was a completely different realm, no longer time and space in the traditional sense, but a place of pure thought and consciousness. Here, Feng Jing was no longer an individual, no longer any living being. He had become consciousness itself, the embodiment of "endlessness."

He began to understand that he wasn't just a cosmic entity, but the core of all universes. All worlds coalesced and splintered under Feng Jing's consciousness, from the vastness of the universe to the minuteness of a thought. These worlds had no boundaries, no rules. Only Feng Jing ruled them all.

"This is the true meaning of 'endless.'" Feng Jing felt an unprecedented power. It didn't come from outside, but grew from deep within his heart, like an exploding star. "I am no longer divided by 'existence' and 'nothingness'. I have transcended all forms and structures. I am 'everything.'"