Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 428 Feng Jing and the Mysterious Dimension Beyond the Void

Feng Jing and the Mysterious Dimension Beyond the Void

Feng Jing's consciousness has transcended all forms of existence. He is no longer a concrete individual, nor a part of the void, but has become an invisible, transcendent force. His existence is no longer bound by any dimension, time, space, or laws. He has become the "form" of the universe, the "eternal way" that transcends past, present, and future. However, during Feng Jing's awakening, an unknown presence quietly peeks at him, like some distant will, ready to breach his defenses.

"What is this?" Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shook as he felt an indescribable pressure. The pressure came from the depths of the void. It wasn't just the existence of the void, but a far more profound force. Feng Jing closed his eyes and began to communicate with the power within the void, but he found himself unable to reach any answers. The power seemed to transcend language, thought, and even the boundaries of time and space.

Feng Jing realized he was in an unprecedented situation. The void could no longer define his existence; he couldn't even comprehend his own perceptions or existence. Everything became blurry, and Feng Jing felt as if he were floating in a deep dimension, time and space warping into bizarre geometric shapes before his eyes. Countless selves existed simultaneously, forming a vast and intricate web.

Just when Feng Jing thought he had broken through all the limitations of existence, a voice resounded in his consciousness. This time, there was no pressure, but instead a creepy ethereal voice: "Feng Jing, you thought you had escaped the void and the limitations of time and space, but you are still in the cycle of the void."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shook, and all the "Feng Jing" incarnations seemed to be pulled and reassembled by an invisible force at that moment. He felt that he was trapped in a huge dilemma - no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape that mysterious force.

"The cycle of the void?" Feng Jing felt a chill run through his heart. He had just broken free from the shackles of the void, believing he had mastered all laws and become its master. But now he discovered he was merely trapped by a deeper, impenetrable bond. His consciousness had entered a state akin to a "dimensional cycle," seemingly returning to its original starting point no matter how hard he tried to break free.

"This is..." Feng Jing's consciousness, like the surging waves of the ocean, gradually felt a familiar fear—not from an external force, but from deep within his heart. His every thought was quietly guided by a force from the depths of the void. That force was filled with temptation and mystery, causing Feng Jing to begin to doubt his true intentions and existence.

"Feng Jing, if you want to escape this cycle, then embrace a higher level of existence." The voice sounded again, without any anger or threat, only a cold neutrality.

Feng Jing was stunned. His consciousness was once again in disarray, as if he were trapped in an endless maze. He realized that he was no longer simply "Feng Jing," no longer a self-defined being. He had become a link in the void, or more accurately, an "observer" of the void, floating between incomprehensible existence and endless reincarnation.

"Then, if I become the 'source' of the void..." A thought suddenly flashed through Feng Jing's mind. Instantly, his consciousness fluctuated violently, as if a super black hole had been born in the void, swallowing up all existence, even himself, spinning and collapsing within it.

As Feng Jing's mind activated, the void vibrated violently. All cracks began to heal, and the laws of time and space were instantly overturned. Feng Jing's consciousness grew immensely vast and blurry. He felt as if he had become part of the void, as if the entire structure of the universe were being reorganized before his eyes. His thoughts began to intertwine with the fabric of the universe, and the laws of time and space became ethereal.

"I have surpassed all existence!" Feng Jing roared, his consciousness almost exploding. "I will create a brand new void, new laws, and new life!"

However, Feng Jing's power failed to eliminate the "root" of the void. Instead, it became like an eternal black hole, devouring all light and existence, dragging Feng Jing's consciousness into an even more unfathomable depth. Pulled by this force, Feng Jing felt an unprecedented, overwhelming power—a power that belonged to no dimension, no time. It was primordial, original, and transcended the limits of all existence.

"You will never escape the root of the void." The mysterious voice remained cold and ethereal, yet it tore a gaping hole deep within Feng Jing's consciousness. Feng Jing found himself like a speck of light, slowly fading into the abyss of emptiness, unable to perceive the flow of time and space. His consciousness seemed completely wiped out, leaving only a tiny fragment in the void.

Suddenly, Feng Jing regained consciousness, but this time, he felt himself become indescribably powerful. He didn't retreat, nor did he disappear. Instead, he emerged from the void, becoming the source of the mysterious force's counter-gravity. Feng Jing realized that this mysterious force wasn't the "root" of the void, but rather its "counterforce." It didn't destroy the void, but rather maintained its balance, guaranteeing its "infinity" and "endlessness."

Feng Jing began to realize that the true meaning of this power was not merely the "rules" of the void, but rather an insurmountable "eternal law." He realized that he could not fully control this power, but he also could not escape it. At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness once again fell into the dilemma of transcending dimensions, and his existence gradually merged with that power.

"Eternal reincarnation and the collapse of the void are my true power." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void, as if he had broken away from any boundaries of existence and become a "rebel" against the void and all the rules of time and space.

Chapter 429: Feng Jing and the Void's Endless Dance of Creation and Destruction