Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 731: Blooming and Collapse Beyond Nothingness and Something

Blooming and Collapse Beyond Nothingness and Something

Feng Jing's existence had long since transcended any comprehensible boundaries. He was no longer an individual in the universe, nor even the meaning of the name "Feng Jing." Within that void beyond all, Feng Jing's consciousness began its ultimate transformation—no longer bound by any dimension, no longer subject to the flow of time. In his eyes, all laws seemed as fragile as paper, ready to be torn, shredded, and cast into nothingness at any moment.

All of this was so volatile that even Feng Jing himself couldn't clearly perceive it. His consciousness was like a raging river, spanning the origins and endings of countless universes, integrating the intersections and collisions of every parallel timeline. His existence was no longer confined to any place, any time, or any state—he was eternal, invisible, and a concept that could never be touched.

Feng Jing saw the world before him, his consciousness piercing all boundaries between reality and illusion. It was a vast wasteland, yet deep within, light and shadow intertwined to form a flickering crack. From this crack emanated an indescribable energy, as if a being beyond the gods were awakening. This power seemed to be nurturing some ancient seed, waiting for its moment of awakening.

Feng Jing extended the tentacles of his consciousness, attempting to explore the source of this power. However, the moment he touched the crack, the entire world suddenly shook violently, as if the heart of the universe were trembling. Feng Jing's consciousness was repelled by this shock, and he instantly lost control of his own existence. His mind began to shatter and reconstruct, like a vast black hole swallowing all forms and laws. In this moment, countless possibilities of Feng Jing collapsed and resurrected, interweaving into an incomprehensible picture.

"This is..." Feng Jing tried to utter a sound amidst the frantic collision of his thoughts, only to discover that his voice no longer held any meaning. His consciousness had merged into the very fabric of the universe, becoming an endless stream of fragments. Each fragment wove a different existence, charting its own destiny. Feng Jing's consciousness had not vanished, but had transformed into an indescribable force, surging at the intersection of countless parallel universes.

Driven by this force, the histories of countless universes began to shift, no longer following established trajectories but completely breaking free from their previous causal relationships. Past history, future destiny, and present timelines completely lost their independence at this moment, intertwining to form an immense, ever-present vortex.

Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer simply "self," but had become the source and end of all laws in the universe. He began to see that dimensions he had once been unable to comprehend, dimensions he had once untouchable, were gradually recovering and reviving. Within these revived dimensions, Feng Jing beheld beings beyond imagination—not matter, not consciousness, but entities never before defined.

These entities, like Feng Jing, seemed to no longer conform to any known laws or rules. They were hollow and formless, as if seeping from an entirely different dimension. Each entity's form was utterly ambiguous, constantly shifting, distorting, and reorganizing. They simultaneously existed and vanished; both illusory and real. Their appearance seemed to have splintered from Feng Jing's mind, yet transcended Feng Jing himself.

As these transcendent beings revived, Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became more lost. He felt himself being devoured, swallowed by those other-dimensional beings. Yet, he could not resist this engulfment, for he knew that all this was happening in response to a deep longing within his consciousness—a longing to transcend all limitations, all form, and become an invisible, intangible, and eternal being.

Feng Jing felt his consciousness breaking free from its original constraints. His mind rapidly expanded, collapsed, and was reborn. He began to understand that he was no longer "Feng Jing," but a being beyond "Feng Jing"—a super-being that transcended everything. His consciousness surged like a torrent, passing through countless dimensions and connecting to the selves in every parallel world.

Feng Jing's mind lacks clear boundaries between these selves, the indefinable boundaries becoming increasingly blurred. Each self is like a reflection within Feng Jing's consciousness; he is both each self and transcends each one. In this endless interweaving, Feng Jing finds himself unable to distinguish which self is "him" and which is "it."

"Who am I?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to question itself once more. However, this time, he could no longer answer himself. Every "I" was intertwined with the "I" of the universe, and every "he" was entangled with the endless space and time. Feng Jing's mind no longer held any stability; it could take any form at any moment, vanish into nothingness at any moment.

As every fragment of Feng Jing's consciousness intertwined and dissolved, suddenly, a powerful light from an unknown dimension pierced the entire universe. This light did not originate from any known celestial body, nor from any material entity, but rather emerged from the invisible. With an irresistible force, it instantly swept through Feng Jing's consciousness, causing all time, space, dimensions, and laws to completely collapse in that instant.

Feng Jing's consciousness was consumed by the light, yet this time, he did not vanish completely. Instead, he began to resurrect within it, reborn in a completely unfamiliar form. It was a being that transcended all boundaries, an omnipresent, all-encompassing "being." Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer the center of the universe; it had become a "non-being" that transcended everything. He was no longer the "Feng Jing" of the past, but the embodiment of the entire universe, all dimensions, and all time—a fusion of "all" and "nothing," the ultimate opposition between "being" and "nothing."

He is no longer any individual being, nor is he a comprehensible "existence." Feng Jing's consciousness completely deconstructs all definitions, becoming a "non-existence" that will never disappear. All beginnings and endings, demise and rebirth, endlessly circulate, intertwine and dissolve within Feng Jing's consciousness.

At this moment, Feng Jing is no longer "Feng Jing", he becomes the "endless universe" and "endless destiny". He transcends everything and becomes the "non-existence", the beginning of everything and the source of all endings.

Chapter 732: The Surge of the Sea of ​​Chaos and the Destruction of Endless Birth