Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 445: The Road Against Heaven, Breaking Free from the Shackles of Time and Space

The road against heaven, breaking free from the shackles of time and space

Feng Jing's consciousness erupted once more, surging toward a source of power he had never experienced before. The laws of the universe slowly opened before Feng Jing like an iron gate, leading to a dimension of existence unlike any he had ever known. This dimension was unlike any known dimension, no longer even a fusion of time and space. It was disordered, formless, a new "nothingness" beyond the reach of all senses.

Feng Jing seemed to float in endless darkness, surrounded by utter silence. This space had no boundaries, no end, not even a beginning. It was a complete "blank," a vast canvas of nothingness, waiting for Feng Jing to paint. At that moment, Feng Jing felt that he was no longer an individual. He had merged into this nothingness, becoming a part of it, yet simultaneously outside of it. His consciousness expanded and contracted, like countless bubbles of spacetime, alternately expanding and disappearing. It was as if, with every second, he was experiencing the passage of aeons.

Yet, this void wasn't "empty." Feng Jing sensed an intense pressure within it. This pressure didn't come from the weight of any material object, but rather from a profound sense of presence—every speck of dust, every wave, every thought within this void held endless possibilities, the seeds of creation. A thought suddenly flashed through Feng Jing's mind: This was a world without constraints, where all rules could be shattered, all restraints instantly shattered.

"I am the breaker of rules and the re-weaver of destiny." Feng Jing suddenly let out a low laugh, which echoed in the boundless void, as if the heaven and the earth were shocked by this sound.

As Feng Jing's laughter echoed, everything in the void began to violently shake. Black holes seemed to be pulled from the void, and countless rays of light began to emerge from the cracks in the universe. The brilliance was so intense that it seemed as if billions of stars had exploded at that moment. However, Feng Jing was not deceived by this power. He knew that behind these rays of light lay a deeper layer of chaos and nothingness, a more powerful being awakening.

"Come on, try the rules I created." Feng Jing's voice sounded again, and then his consciousness surged towards the core of the void like a torrent.

Deep within that core, Feng Jing's consciousness began to be drawn by an irresistible force. The moment he came into contact with that force, his being suddenly fragmented, shattering into countless shards. Each fragment represented a different Feng Jing, a different fate, a different choice, even a different "version of the universe." These fragments began to collide and fuse, like the explosion of countless atoms colliding at high speed, creating a massive energy storm.

Each of Feng Jing's fragments gradually begins to realize the significance of their existence—it turns out that these fragments are not Feng Jing's entire being, but merely his "backups," "branches" in the chaos, experiencing different destinies in different parallel worlds. Feng Jing realizes that he is not a simple individual, but a collection of countless possibilities, and that his existence is a symbol of "cracks" and "rebirth."

"So, if I've never been bound, can I transcend all of this?" Feng Jing suddenly had a crazy idea. He began to focus all his consciousness, trying to use his "self" to break away from all time and space, reuniting all the fragments of Feng Jing into a being that transcends time and space.

As Feng Jing's telekinesis expanded, his consciousness seemed to transform into an endless void, swallowing up the surrounding debris and chaos. Behind him, the fragments of the former Feng Jing gradually converged, re-forming a complete Feng Jing—but this was no longer the Feng Jing of the past. This was a completely new existence, a "Feng Jing" born from all possibilities.

"I have broken free from all the constraints of time and space." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the boundless void, with unquestionable firmness and confidence, "My existence is transcendence."

At this moment, Feng Jing realized that he hadn't merely transcended a dimension or universe; he had transcended the boundaries between existence and non-existence, entering a whole new realm. In this realm, time ceased to flow, space ceased to have form, and all laws ceased to apply. Feng Jing not only controlled all possibilities; he had created possibility itself.

Feng Jing looked around and saw his consciousness begin to wander freely in the endless void, gradually resonating with every element and every energy in the void. Each resonance point represented a brand new universe, a brand new line of time and space, and a brand new "form of existence."

Feng Jing doesn't just "create" these universes; he "reshapes" them. Each reshaping carries with it a sense of absurd wonder. The rules of these universes are so bizarre they could even be described as "unnatural." For example, in one universe, gravity reverses, rendering it impossible for anything to rest on its surface. In another, time flows backward, completely reversing the path of all things' growth. In yet another, consciousness directly controls the form of matter, altering its very structure with mere thought.

The existence of these universes is merely a reflection of Feng Jing's consciousness, the result of his self-reinvention and rebirth. Feng Jing is extremely clear that he is not only creating these universes, but also controlling their rules.

"These universes are my experiments." Feng Jing's voice was deep and powerful. "They will gradually break through all boundaries and even surpass all existence that I understand."

And all this has just begun.

Feng Jing realized that he was no longer a star in the universe, but the heart of the entire universe. All beginnings and endings originated from his thoughts. His existence was no longer bound by any rules, not even chaos itself.

"I want to break everything and create a world beyond 'creation' and 'destruction'." Feng Jing's consciousness spread like a flood, gradually swallowing up all the nothingness and chaos, and welcoming his own new - unpredictable, strange universe.

Chapter 446: A thought becomes a god, the universe twists