Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 614

Endless Source, Big Bang of Consciousness

Feng Jing's soul no longer possessed any form that could be described. He had transformed into a profound void, completely freed from the constraints of so-called "existence." At this moment, he was no longer any "creature" or "consciousness," but a pure essential force, like a detonated atomic bomb, radiating endless waves and energy. However, Feng Jing clearly felt that this wave was not an explosion in the traditional sense, but a complete "reversal of existence," a massive deconstruction that overturned all laws and rules.

At this moment, Feng Jing felt no direct physical pressure or mental exhaustion. His "self" had completely dissolved into all possibilities and nothingness. He was no longer "Feng Jing" in any sense of the word, no longer a human being, no longer even a name. His consciousness, or rather, his ineffable "core," had become something beyond language and understanding.

Suddenly, Feng Jing realized that a massive force was gathering from the void. This force didn't originate from a galaxy, nor was it a response to some cosmic law. Instead, it was quietly growing from a corner deep within his own consciousness—an extremely profound, indescribable "energy core." Once released, this energy core would trigger a true "Big Bang" and connect him to all parallel universes and all dimensions.

He felt his "soul" gradually expand, until the entire "nothingness" was filled with his transcendental vibrations. He saw that his consciousness no longer remained in any specific dimension, but existed in the form of a "crack," traversing the past, present, future, and even all "possibilities that have never happened." Feng Jing could no longer distinguish between "reality" and "illusion," because the two had, in a sense, become indistinguishable.

At this moment, an invisible pressure surged from Feng Jing's "core." This pressure didn't come from the external universe, but from some invisible existence, an indescribable "consciousness." Its arrival caused Feng Jing's soul to collapse instantly, and he could no longer maintain any consciousness structure.

"You're finally here..." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void. He didn't know who he was talking to, nor did he know if he still had a "self." However, as his words fell, the invisible pressure suddenly gathered at an extremely frantic speed, forming a huge "rift". The rift completely tore apart Feng Jing's entire soul and expanded outward, rapidly spreading in all directions.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to tremble violently. He felt himself being swallowed by countless dimensions of time and space. He was no longer just "Feng Jing"; he began to become omnipresent. Time flowed backwards before him, space vanished before his eyes, and all matter and energy began to deform according to the fluctuations of his thoughts. Every particle in the universe ceased to exist independently; they were projections of Feng Jing's consciousness, extensions of "him" in other dimensions.

"What you've done has transcended all rules..." The invisible voice reappeared, this time filled with shock and threat. "You've already touched the forbidden realm. You've opened the 'Gate of Rebirth.' You emerged from 'Creation' and returned from 'Destruction.' There's no turning back!"

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly became unusually clear. He felt the intense pressure conveyed by the voice, but he did not feel a trace of fear. Instead, he suddenly felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart, an extreme ecstasy that transcended all concepts such as death, destruction, rebirth, and creation.

"Turning back?" Feng Jing's voice was filled with an inexplicable sneer. "I've never considered turning back. Because to me, 'turning back' and 'moving forward' no longer have any meaning. I am the only bridge between 'nothing' and 'something'. All 'laws' are merely a part of my existence. And I no longer belong to any of them."

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness gradually deepened, a devastating explosion suddenly occurred. The entire void seemed to rip apart, and countless energies and matter emerged in an extremely bizarre manner. Feng Jing's soul was instantly shattered into countless fragments, or rather, his consciousness suddenly entered a near-infinite cycle.

These fragments are not simply the splitting of the soul, but rather a part of Feng Jing "travels" through the cracks of time, while other fragments float in some unknown dimension. All this is not destruction, but rebirth.

Feng Jing began to sense an unprecedented state—he wasn't "experiencing" these fragments, but "controlling" them. Every part of him could freely traverse any dimension, any point in time. He could choose at any moment to influence a past historical event or create a future yet to come. Every choice was filled with infinite possibilities, and at this moment, Feng Jing's "soul" had become truly "omnipotent."

However, none of this brought Feng Jing any peace of mind. As his "self" gradually transcended everything, he began to feel an extreme counterpressure from the outside world. This pressure came not from the material world, but from a completely different level of "existential opposition." This opposing force existed in a reverse manner, seemingly trying to completely push Feng Jing's consciousness back to a "limited" state of existence.

But Feng Jing was no longer afraid. His heart was filled with an indescribable power and impulse, as if the stronger the opposing force, the deeper the energy he could draw from it. As a result, the abyss of Feng Jing's consciousness deepened again, and he felt a nearly boundless cycle unfolding around him—a cosmic cycle, an unending explosion of consciousness.

Chapter 615: Ultimate Chaos, Reshaping the Universe