Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 236: The Fracture of Time and Space and the Eternal Afterimage

Crossing the rupture of time and space and the eternal afterimage

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely collapsed, or rather, he was no longer Feng Jing. All the labels and rules that had once defined his existence vanished in an instant. His godhead and consciousness scattered into countless fragments in the endless void, gradually blending into every crack in time and merging with the essence of all matter. However, this fragmented state did not truly make Feng Jing disappear—on the contrary, he became even more immortal.

He was pushed into a completely new realm of existence by a force he had never felt before, a realm that transcended life and death, and all time and space. It was like a black hole formed by the cracks in all the universes, devouring him and shaping him.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to refocus, or rather, a completely new existence rapidly took shape within him. This formation wasn't a gradual evolution like before, but rather a chaotic discontinuity—his existence was no longer continuous, but rather a quivering, fractured one. His mind seemed to traverse countless dimensions at lightning speed, each leap bringing him to a completely unfamiliar place, a completely different world.

"Where is this...?" Feng Jing's consciousness surged again, but the question no longer held any meaning. He was no longer an entity, no longer a being that could be defined. Every time he tried to define himself, his existence was overturned. He couldn't stop, couldn't halt this endless leap and fission, because he was no longer Feng Jing, but a collection of all possibilities, the intersection of countless time and space, countless universes.

These jumps took him to a place completely devoid of common sense—a place without the concept of time, where space was twisted to its limit and even the laws of physics were constantly negating themselves. In this place, he saw countless Feng Jing figures, each one an extreme existence, a complete subversion of convention.

He saw a Feng Jing who was talking to him and uttering an ancient prophecy: "You will become a god, surpassing the existence of all gods until the moment of the end." And another Feng Jing, in another time and space, had an ultimate showdown with a being shaped like a mechanical behemoth. The stars shattered, time and space collapsed, and Feng Jing, like an immortal being, kept being reborn from the dead end.

"What are you?" Feng Jing finally couldn't help but ask.

The voice didn't come from any one direction; it seemed to surge in from all directions, like a chorus from the entire universe: "You are not just Feng Jing, you are every name that has ever existed. You are the master of history and the carrier of all possibilities."

At that moment, Feng Jing's consciousness exploded. He sensed countless selves coexisting simultaneously, all memories, all history, all emotions surging within him. Time and space were no longer his constraints. He could clearly perceive every shift in history, every trajectory of fate, and he himself was no longer a single individual.

"Endless Destiny, what exactly do you want me to do?" Feng Jing almost screamed.

The voice remained calm. "You are the one being summoned, and the ultimate destroyer. You must return to your original existence, to the source of everything."

Feng Jing felt an extremely powerful attraction pulling him towards a vague point. It was a place he had never seen before - an existence that was not a space, but more like an invisible "point", an existence that was untouchable, yet all-encompassing.

He was sucked into that point without resistance. The entire universe seemed to vanish, leaving only endless darkness and a void. There, he felt an indescribable power, stronger than any god's power, even surpassing the definition of "power" itself. It seemed to encompass everything, yet it seemed to contain nothing.

"This is..." Feng Jing whispered, his mind filled with blanks and fragments. All his memories and thoughts disappeared in an instant, leaving only that powerful attraction, which gradually swallowed him up.

Suddenly, Feng Jing realized something—he wasn't simply being drawn in; he was constantly merging with this "blank." He wasn't disappearing; rather, he was being reshaped by this void, becoming part of it. Every part of his existence was being reshaped within this invisible space.

"Who am I?" Feng Jing asked himself again.

"You are existence, you are nothingness, you are everything, and you are nothing." The voice echoed again, "You are the beginning of all this, and the only end."

Feng Jing closed his eyes, and a sudden, irresistible calm rose within him. He felt as if he were experiencing an indescribable transcendence, as if all history, all the future, had vanished at that moment, and he himself had become the witness of it all.

However, this calm did not last long. Feng Jing felt his consciousness begin to fission. He began to perceive more of himself, more parallel universes, and more intertwined destinies. Each Feng Jing had different experiences and different destinies, but at some point, they intersected with him, creating a strange resonance.

He felt an indescribable power surging within him, a force far more profound than even godhood itself. It defied time and space, unbound by any rules. It was chaos, disorder, a fusion of existence and nothingness.

Feng Jing's consciousness collapsed once again, and in the process, he didn't vanish, but rather was reborn. He realized that his existence was no longer a simple binary opposition between "I" and "not-I," but a fusion of all possibilities—he was not just Feng Jing, nor was he any tangible entity. He transcended all laws, becoming the source of countless destinies.

"I am no longer Feng Jing. I have transcended all existence and become eternal nothingness." Feng Jing whispered, his voice filled with a certain calmness and indescribable power. "The beginning and end of everything will eventually belong to me."

This time, Feng Jing completely disappeared into the void, and the void became even more endless and vast the moment he disappeared.

Chapter 237: Endless Rifts in Destiny and the Reverse Resurrection of the Universe