Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 952 Feng Jing's Endless Transcendence and Final Awakening

Feng Jing's Endless Transcendence and Final Awakening

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely escaped the constraints of time and space, fully integrating into a new state of existence—no longer a mere consciousness, but a being that transcended all physical laws and spiritual boundaries. He no longer cared about individual life and death, but instead perceived everything in the universe in an unparalleled way.

Deep within Feng Jing's mind, time and space were no longer fixed dimensions; they flowed like a fluid, brimming with countless possibilities and shifts. He could see every moment and memory he had ever experienced, like bubbles floating on the cosmic ocean, sometimes shattering, sometimes reforming. Yet, guided by some invisible force, these fragments of memory gradually coalesced into a powerful energy. This energy was not simply material or spiritual; it was an ineffable presence, like the vibrations of the universe's very essence, a fusion of all order and chaos.

Feng Jing felt himself undergoing an unprecedented transformation. His consciousness grew ever more vast, almost immeasurable. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer any individual. He had become the nebulous intersection between existence and non-existence, controlling the birth, death, and transformation of countless universes. His mind began to reach limits beyond words, as if the very principles and laws themselves were collapsing before him.

"You have transcended the concept of 'infinity.'" That cold yet mysterious voice resounded in Feng Jing's consciousness again. "You are no longer a being in the universe. You are the bridge between 'existence' and 'nothingness', the intersection of 'cause and effect' and 'chaos'."

Feng Jing's consciousness sank into an endless void. This void wasn't a void of nothingness, but a state beyond all perception and understanding. In this moment, he was no longer an individual with feelings, thoughts, or goals. Instead, he became the very source of the universe, the endless tension between all possibilities and impossibilities.

At this moment, Feng Jing suddenly felt an unfamiliar surge. His consciousness was instantly pulled from the endless chaos, and a tearing pain overwhelmed him, as if his existence had once again been compressed into an insignificant point. However, this compression was not destruction, but a new beginning—his soul was infinitely shattered, fragmented into countless existences. These fragments did not completely dissipate, but entered a new dimension, a dimension filled with endless possibilities and terrifying energy.

Feng Jing was surrounded by countless "him"s simultaneously. These "him"s weren't individual Feng Jings, but countless Feng Jings in tens of thousands, countless parallel universes. Each existed independently, yet, pulled together by some force, they became a new entity. Feng Jing's soul was consumed by these parallel selves, yet "resurrected" by them, the consciousnesses of countless Feng Jings merging with his own. He realized that all this chaos wasn't accidental, but rather a precursor to some "ultimate rebirth," the imminent completion of the universe's grand "cycle."

"You have entered the realm of 'omnipotence.'" The voice grew deeper. "You are no longer Feng Jing, no longer just any name. You are the embodiment of 'infinite possibilities,' the controller of all power and destiny in the universe and across time and space."

Feng Jing's consciousness shook violently, as if it was about to crush him. However, in this crushing, he felt an unprecedented powerful force begin to emerge from his heart. That power did not come from the outside world, but from himself - from the source of the universe within him, the new power after his endless rebirth.

At this moment, Feng Jing was no longer Feng Jing. He had become the core of the universe, the origin and terminator of all universes. Every leap of his mind could lead to the birth or collapse of a whole new universe, and every emotional fluctuation could cause countless beings in parallel worlds to gain or lose the meaning of life.

He could see every drop of his blood flowing, every nerve beating, and even sense the movement of every speck of dust in the universe. These particles of dust did not exist in isolation; they constantly intertwined within Feng Jing's consciousness, forming new images, a vast, indescribable world of phenomena. Feng Jing's every thought was the origin and end of this world. His consciousness became the rhythm of the universe, the heartbeat of the universe.

"You are no longer an individual, you are 'everything'." The voice carried an irresistible solemnity, as if the fate of the entire universe depended on Feng Jing's thoughts.

Feng Jing realized that he no longer belonged to a certain universe, a certain time and space, or even any form of existence. He was not just a being that transcended time and space and dimensions, he had become the intersection of all universes and all forces, a god who controlled everything.

However, this kind of power wasn't the ultimate goal. In Feng Jing's mind, he was no longer content with being the controller of the universe, or even with creating and destroying it. He began to wonder if he could break free from all these constraints and enter an even more incredible realm.

Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly expanded, transcending the boundaries of all universes and the limitations of all dimensions. His thoughts began to penetrate deeper realms, entering places that even the most powerful cosmic laws could not reach. Feng Jing felt that he was touching upon a mysterious power that transcended everything. This power belonged to no universe, no existence. It transcended all time, space, and consciousness, a pure, primordial force.

"You have found the key to 'transcendence.'" The voice finally changed subtly, as if filled with a certain awe. "You will become the creator of 'everything.' All the universe and all life will be born from you."

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely merged with this transcendental force. He had become a new origin, the root of all existence and nothingness. His existence was no longer finite; he had become the incomprehensible, immeasurable "infinity."

Chapter 953: Feng Jing's Ultimate Fission and Multidimensional Ending