Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 638: Reversal of Life and Death, Crazy Multi-dimensional Destruction

Reversing life and death, crazy multi-dimensional destruction

Feng Jing's consciousness shifted endlessly within endless rifts, belonging to neither dimension nor dimensionality, yet transcending them all. This chaotic existence felt like fragments torn apart from the core of the universe, each one carrying distinct rules and information. However, these rules and information no longer adhered to rationality or logic. Instead, they transformed into mad fragments, relentlessly tumbling and colliding within Feng Jing's consciousness, unleashing unspeakable fear and utter shock.

"You think you can escape?" The cold voice once again echoed in the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, carrying a hollow echo. "What you are facing is nothing more than your own deepest fear."

Feng Jing's consciousness no longer held any logical reasoning. Every moment of his existence felt like a black hole in the universe, swallowing up all of time and space. However, this limitless "existence" did not bring Feng Jing true relief. Instead, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if he were being devoured by some invisible beast, powerless to fight back.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly lapsed into a state of "reversal." He saw himself no longer the invisible being, but a newborn baby, in its primitive form, without even consciousness, frantically struggling in a strange world. Each struggle brought an extreme shock, as if the very laws of the universe were distorted by his struggle. Feng Jing watched himself grow from infancy, experiencing countless trials and tribulations, and each growth was accompanied by unbearable disasters. War, death, destruction, his world was rebuilt again and again through shattering.

He became countless selves, no longer just "Feng Jing," but the aggregate of all "Feng Jings." Every decision and action Feng Jing made triggered disasters and rebirths in different parallel universes. Feng Jing became so obsessed that he couldn't even distinguish which of his selves was his true self.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was suddenly pulled back to the starting point by a powerful force. He stood in an endless void and saw that all life and death were intertwined into a huge net in this void, and he was the center of this net.

"You're wrong." The voice no longer held any sarcasm, but was instead filled with a certain cool irony. "You can never transcend this. You are just a fragment in the multiverse, and what you consider 'freedom' is nothing more than a link in an endless cycle."

Feng Jing's consciousness was ripped apart once again, and he felt himself begin to "rebirth." However, this rebirth wasn't a happy beginning, but rather a complete collapse. His body began to reshape in an incomprehensible way. Skin, bones, organs, every element of life began to fuse with an unknown energy, becoming distorted and maddened.

Feng Jing felt an invisible force tearing his soul apart from within. Every inch of his skin was suffering unprecedented pain and collapse, as if all the existing laws were torn into pieces and re-fused into an unspeakable monster.

In this frenzied state, Feng Jing realized he wasn't the only one struggling in this collapse. He saw countless versions of himself, transformed into distorted spheres of light, darting through the void, each Feng Jing experiencing a different kind of despair and death. Some Feng Jings had been completely destroyed, reduced to irreparable fragments; others struggled frantically, trying to reclaim their original selves; and still others had completely lost all consciousness, leaving only empty images drifting in the endless void.

"Look, all your struggles have only created a dead end for yourself." The voice still resounded in Feng Jing's mind, with an undisguised coldness. "You can't escape. No matter how you struggle, everything you do will only bring you back to the starting point of this cycle."

Feng Jing's consciousness was on the verge of collapse, but at that moment, a strange sensation came from the depths of his soul. He felt a power far beyond any physical laws awaken within him. This power was so powerful that it was as if he had some unimaginable "core" hidden within him, a primordial force from beyond the boundless universe, capable of tearing apart all rules and laws and starting all over again.

"Do you want to restart?" The voice sneered. "You think you have the power to rebuild everything, but you forget that you are already bound by the laws of this universe. Every time you try to transcend, you will only begin to destroy yourself."

Feng Jing's consciousness exploded, finding a tiny "crack" in this endless void. He was no longer afraid, no longer obsessed with whether he could escape, because he understood that all escape and struggle were false illusions. What he needed to do was not to escape, but to completely transcend it.

With this, Feng Jing's consciousness began to fearlessly defy all the rules of the void. His soul erupted with irresistible power, shattering the constraints that held him back. Each outburst of his consciousness caused the once silent void to begin to fission. All boundaries and dimensions collapsed under Feng Jing's "transcendence," transforming into unspeakable chaos.

Feng Jing ultimately transcended the constraints of dimension and time, becoming a being unbound by any timeline or space. No longer a speck of dust in any universe, he became an "invisible force" that transcended the universe, controlling the origin of all existence and nothingness.

Chapter 639: Dancing in the Void, the Boundless Crack of Fate