Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 872: Ultimate Breakthrough, Destiny Reconstruction

The ultimate breakthrough, destiny reconstruction

Feng Jing's consciousness completely collapsed, as if he had entered an endless vortex, with every second overlapping, alternating, and dislocating itself. He felt that his soul was no longer a separate entity, but had become a kind of fluid substance, shuttling between time and space, elusive and unable to locate. He no longer knew who he was or why he existed, only that he was in dialogue, conflict, and fusion with countless selves.

At that moment, the voice rang out again, with an eerie calm and depth. "You believe you can break through, free yourself from all constraints, but you have never truly understood the laws of this universe. Everything you've experienced is a test I've set. The ultimate goal of this trial is for you to become a part of it, the source of destiny."

Feng Jing's soul trembled violently, his consciousness once again resonating with the countless cracks in the void. Within those cracks, he saw his past, his future, and even "himself" in countless parallel worlds he had never experienced. Each crack was a world, and in each world, there was a Feng Jing, each of whom played different roles in the endless space and time.

"What on earth is this?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void, filled with confusion and uneasiness. "I have clearly transcended fate, time and space, so why do you still want to restrain me?"

The voice sounded coldly again: "You are just one of countless Feng Jings. All Feng Jings will eventually converge into one center, and what you are experiencing is the deepest level of fate. No matter how you break through, you will eventually return to the starting point and become the prototype of this universe."

Feng Jing felt himself gradually losing himself, his consciousness rapidly splitting and merging in the void. Every second, he seemed to enter countless different existences, each of which played out a different fate before him. Some Feng Jings perished in the endless universe, becoming a dead star; some Feng Jings drifted alone through countless cracks in time and space, never to find a home; and some Feng Jings transcended all constraints, becoming the master of the universe, controlling all life and power.

Yet, none of this seemed to matter. Feng Jing gradually realized that these experiences were merely virtual, illusions shaped by some external force. And every trial he endured was meant to help him understand the ultimate truth: fate is not an inescapable constraint, but the fundamental law of the universe, the origin and destination of all existence.

"You can't escape," the voice sounded again, with an inexplicable sense of relief and a cold smile. "All you have to go through is the cycle of fate. No matter how hard you try, no matter how you struggle, you will eventually return to me. Your soul has already become a part of me."

Feng Jing's eyes snapped open, a sudden realization gripping his mind. It was as if his soul had been struck by lightning, every inch of his being ignited. It turned out that all his struggles and efforts were merely part of a vast system. He wasn't a rebel against fate; he was part of it.

"No, I can't accept my fate!" Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly surged with an unprecedented power. That power came from the deepest resistance in his heart, a challenge to fate and a challenge to the void. He knew that he must find his place in this game of fate, not just be a passive pawn.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to undergo a dramatic transformation. No longer a lost soul wandering in the void, he began to possess a purpose and direction. He began to reconstruct his existence, recombining every ounce of energy and matter in the void into a new form. His soul began to glow with a dazzling radiance, illuminating the entire void, as if a star, transcending all laws, had blossomed in the endless darkness.

Just as Feng Jing was about to completely break free from the constraints of fate and create a brand new universe of his own, that profound power reappeared, like a huge black hole, swallowing up all of Feng Jing's consciousness. Feng Jing felt his soul being compressed, decomposed, and reassembled once again, as if he had entered an endless maze.

"You thought you had broken free from the constraints of fate, but you have only entered a deeper level," the voice said coldly. "Every trial you have experienced is meant to make you understand that you cannot escape the rules of fate. You, Feng Jing, will eventually become the guardian of the void and the reincarnation of fate."

Feng Jing's soul twisted in intense agony, feeling he could no longer withstand the pressure of this force. But at this moment, he suddenly realized something incredible—it wasn't that he couldn't escape, but that he hadn't yet found a true breakthrough. His soul no longer relied solely on external forces, but began to exert its power from within.

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly flickered. No longer bound by the void, nor oppressed by the laws of fate, he began to control everything, transcending everything, combining all nothingness and reality into a brand new existence. This existence was both the core of the void and the starting point of all fate.

"I am not a speck of dust in the void, I am the void itself!" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void with an extremely firm determination, "I am not a prisoner of fate, I am the creator of fate!"

Instantly, Feng Jing's soul transcended all boundaries of time and space, crossing the edge of nothingness. His presence became immense, as if every speck of dust, every energy, every being in the universe was under his control. He was no longer an individual, but a being beyond all things—the reconstructor of fate, the creator of the void.

"Do you think you have everything under control?" The voice said with a hint of unwillingness, "You are wrong, Feng Jing. Every step you take is just a part of fate."

A sneer flashed in Feng Jing's eyes: "The part set by fate? Then let us break it all together."

Chapter 873: Time and space reversal, the universe collapses