Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 746

Feng Jing's final confrontation with fate

Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged with the boundless void, as if he had become part of the universe, no longer even an individual existence. He began to feel an indescribable change—every part of him was rapidly disintegrating and then reassembling. He was no longer Feng Jing, perhaps he had never been Feng Jing from the beginning. He was a collective entity, a multidimensional puzzle, and every piece of him had long since escaped the constraints of time and space.

At that moment, Feng Jing was suddenly pulled back to reality by a strange force. But this wasn't any reality he knew. He looked around and found himself in a void, a place without the passage of time, the existence of matter, or even the boundaries of the universe. Before him stood a giant, radiant eyeball, emitting an indescribable fear and oppression.

"What is this?" Feng Jing asked in a low voice, but his voice actually echoed in this space for thousands of years.

The eyeball trembled slightly, then slowly opened. The light in its eyes seemed to penetrate Feng Jing's soul. At this moment, Feng Jing finally realized that this was no ordinary eyeball, but the Judge of the Universe—the embodiment of fate. It was both an omnipresent witness and an all-knowing judge.

"Feng Jing..." The voice of fate rang out from his eyeballs, like an echo that traveled through countless time and space. "Do you finally understand? You are merely a part of fate, a tiny pawn in my grand scheme. You think you've surpassed me, but in the end, you're only paving the way for me."

Feng Jing's body froze, his mind a turmoil. This power, this cold majesty, was unmatched by anything he had encountered before. Fate had become an unsolvable puzzle in his mind, as if all struggle and rebellion were meaningless in an endless cycle.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jing asked involuntarily. He felt an inexplicable pressure on his heart and couldn't breathe.

"You will eventually understand," Fate replied, "your existence is an experiment I have shaped, an endless trial. Every breakthrough you make is a step in the trajectory I have designed. You cannot surpass it, and I do not need you to. You will be a witness to fate until the end."

"The end?" Feng Jing sneered. "I thought I was a rebel against fate, I thought I was a destroyer of the universe. You said I can't surpass it, then tell me, how can I 'witness' it?"

Destiny's eyeballs trembled, and the voice became even quieter. "You cannot choose your own destiny. Your rebellion has long been determined by me. I know what you will do, Feng Jing. I know how you will destroy yourself. I know that you will eventually meet this final end."

"Then come on." Feng Jing's voice turned cold. "If fate has destined me to fail, then let me see what you call 'the end'."

Fate didn't respond, but instead began to emit a deep, low hum, as if the pulse of the universe was beating at that moment. Feng Jing felt the space around him gradually collapse, everything began to blur, and even the passage of time began to distort. In that moment, Feng Jing felt completely separated from all matter and existence. He seemed to have become the vacuum of the universe, no longer a thing, but a formless state.

"Feng Jing, remember this moment." Fate's words echoed again. "Not only can you not escape fate, you will even become the catalyst of this catastrophe. You will meet my end together. Everything you do is ultimately just a chess game of mine."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to collapse. He felt himself being drawn once again into an endless abyss, as if being led by an invisible hand into a completely unknown realm. In that darkness, he was no longer Feng Jing, no longer any individual. He had become nothingness, a fragment of fate, the final destination of the universe.

However, just when he thought he would disappear into the void forever, a sudden ray of light tore through the endless darkness. This light was different from the pressure of fate, it was filled with unknown power, as if a being from a higher dimension was breaking the shackles of fate.

Feng Jing snapped back to his senses, realizing that this power was unlike anything he had ever experienced. His body, soul, and even time itself seemed to be guided by this beam of light. At the same time, he felt an unprecedented impulse, a power he had never felt before, beginning to awaken within him.

"What is this?" Feng Jing's voice became anxious. "Who are you? Why did you save me?"

The light didn't respond, but grew stronger, and Feng Jing's entire being began to resonate with its rhythm. He felt his consciousness returning, returning to a long-lost, familiar state. This wasn't the constraints of fate, nor the ultimate judgment of the universe, but rather an existence that completely transcended all laws, as if the fundamental power of the entire universe had finally appeared.

"You..." Feng Jing whispered in shock, "What on earth are you?"

However, this force didn't provide a direct answer; it simply carried Feng Jing's consciousness into a more complex dimension. There, he began to see countless parallel worlds, countless different destinies, interwoven together to form a structure beyond description. Each trajectory was filled with unknowns and possibilities, as if the fate of the entire universe was woven from these paths.

"You cannot escape fate." The voice of fate echoed again, "But you can choose how to face it."

Feng Jing fell silent. He finally realized that perhaps behind all this, it wasn't fate or the judgment of the universe. Instead, it was some higher-dimensional force pushing him towards an irreversible outcome.

He took a deep breath, staring at the light, a resolve he had never felt before welling up in his heart. No matter what, he would no longer be a pawn of fate. What he had to do was to break free from it all and embrace a completely new and unknown world.

The moment Feng Jing made his choice, the entire universe seemed to be shaken.