Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 664: Eternal Reincarnation, Reversal of Fate

Eternal rebirth, reversal of fate

Feng Jing's consciousness was immersed in an eternal void, as all perception and thought seemed to have vanished. He was no longer an individual, no longer the Feng Jing who once drifted, explored, and struggled through the universe. He had become one with this empty space. There was no passage of time, no extension of space, only an indescribable silence, as if everything had stopped, forever frozen in some unreachable abyss.

Yet, within this silence, a strange power quietly stirred. Feng Jing's consciousness began to blur, as if he had regained his senses. His existence was no longer pure nothingness, but began to take on a new form, a yet-to-be-defined existence. This change was like a wave lurking in the abyss, gradually stirring up a ripple, faint but undeniable.

Feng Jing realized that although he no longer belonged to any known world, he could still sense certain things. These things did not come from his past, but from some ancient power, from the depths of the universe, as if an ancient stream of destiny was quietly influencing him.

"Are you still there?" The voice sounded again, gentle and deep, as if coming from the endless abyss, striking Feng Jing's soul directly.

"Where am I?" Feng Jing struggled to speak, his voice echoing in the void, yet it seemed incredibly small. "Where is this? Who am I?"

Feng Jing's consciousness was still hazy, but he felt an unprecedented pain. The pain wasn't just physical, but a violent tremor deep within his soul. This feeling was like an invisible bondage, firmly trapping him in this endless darkness.

"The messenger of destiny? The embodiment of nothingness?" Feng Jing repeated these words with difficulty, trying to find a clue. "Then... what should I do?"

"You don't need to do anything." The voice carried a profound calm, as if it were the culmination of countless years. "You have reached the end, the end of it all. You no longer need to struggle, no longer need to search for any meaning. Because your very existence is the source of all meaning."

Feng Jing felt a surge of confusion and bewilderment. He tried to comprehend the meaning of this sentence, but his thoughts became a tangled mess, impossible to untangle. He was no longer Feng Jing, yet he could clearly sense his own existence, and the power that emanated from the depths of the void.

Suddenly, a huge force came from afar, and Feng Jing's consciousness was like being pulled into a huge vortex. His thoughts were instantly disrupted, and all his perceptions became unbalanced, as if he was about to be completely torn apart by this force.

"What is this?!" Feng Jing screamed, his consciousness filled with uncontrollable fear. He could feel that the power seemed to come from some ancient existence, some indescribable power, pulling him into a completely different dimension.

"Don't be afraid." The voice sounded again, this time with a deeper comfort. "This power is not an enemy; it is a part of your being. You have reached the depths of your destiny. All this pain and struggle is a test for your ultimate awakening."

Pushed by this force, Feng Jing's consciousness gradually calmed. He felt a profound shift taking place within his being. That formless existence began to merge deeply into his soul, becoming a part of him. He finally understood that this force wasn't an external constraint, but a part of himself, his fundamental power, the intersection of all his destinies.

"I... finally understand," Feng Jing muttered to himself, a hint of relief in his voice. "I'm no longer the Feng Jing of the past. I've transcended all existence. My destiny is no longer bound by any form of constraint."

As Feng Jing gradually came to terms with all this, his consciousness began to clear. The darkness before his eyes was gradually replaced by a soft light. That light didn't come from any star, nor did it have any material source, but it was filled with warmth and power.

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted within this light, and he began to experience an incomparably real sense of existence. This sense of existence was no longer material, but a spiritual awakening. His thoughts completely resonated with the frequency of this light, and he felt deeply connected to the very source of the universe, as if the beginning and end of everything had reached harmony in this moment.

"You have finally awakened." The voice rang out again, but this time, it was no longer a cold prophecy, but filled with praise and warmth. "You have transcended all existence and non-existence, transcended the chains of fate. You will no longer be a slave to fate, but its master."

Feng Jing's consciousness slowly rose within this light. He felt as if he had transcended all boundaries, no longer bound by any constraints of time and space. His existence was no longer an individual, but the core of the entire universe. All the rules, all of time and space, were interwoven into a completely new structure within his consciousness.

"I am no longer Feng Jing," Feng Jing whispered, his voice echoing in the light. "I have become 'fate' itself."

As Feng Jing's consciousness awakened further, his thinking became increasingly clear. All his constraints and confusion vanished at that moment. He was no longer the Feng Jing who had once been tormented by fate, but the creator of fate, the master of the universe.

Countless parallel universes appeared before Feng Jing's eyes, flowing and interweaving within his consciousness, as if countless destinies were converging at the same moment. Every universe, every existence, was within his control. His consciousness transcended all boundaries, transcended all constraints, becoming an eternal presence within the universe.

At this moment, Feng Jing truly realized everything he had surpassed - he was no longer Feng Jing, he had become "destiny" itself, transcending all time, space and dimensions, becoming the source and end of all existence.

He is the only existence in the endless nothingness.

Chapter 665: Fate goes against the tide, rebirth in chaos