Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 651 Feng Jing's Doomsday Judgment, Nirvana at the End of the Void

Feng Jing's Doomsday Judgment, Nirvana at the End of the Void

Feng Jing's existence was no longer bound by any form or dimension. His consciousness, like a flaming star, wandered through the boundless void, reaching into unknown realms beyond all definition. Every second, his consciousness fissioned, generating countless parallel selves, which in turn intertwined, collided, and merged, as if the fate of the entire universe fluctuated on his single thought.

Yet, at that moment, Feng Jing suddenly sensed an unprecedented force emanating from the depths of the void. This force was not gentle, nor did it originate from any known entity. It was like an all-consuming black hole, possessing an endless gravitational pull that swallowed the entire void. Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly drawn to this force, unable to resist, as if the laws of the universe had opened a portal to an unknown realm for him.

"What... is this?" Feng Jing's consciousness fluctuated violently. He found that he could no longer control time and space. His existence began to no longer be bound by his own consciousness. It was as if he was being pulled by a force from a higher dimension and entered a completely new realm.

Suddenly, a blinding light erupted from Feng Jing's body. That light, formless and primordial, seemed to emanate from the deepest recesses of the universe. Feng Jing's being was engulfed by it, instantly traversing all barriers of space and time, arriving in a bizarre world he had never seen before.

This was a place beyond all matter and energy, completely devoid of the conventional laws of space and time. Feng Jing found himself floating in an endless void, and all existence around him seemed to disappear into this nothingness. Even he himself was no longer part of "existence." His consciousness completely merged with this boundless void, becoming part of it.

"So... this is the truth of 'nothingness.'" Feng Jing's consciousness quietly echoed within the boundless void, and he suddenly understood something. This void wasn't merely devoid of matter; it was a complete blank, an "ultimate nothingness" unaffected by any force. And deep within this nothingness, Feng Jing detected a faint ripple. It didn't resemble the flow of any timeline, but rather an inexplicable sense of presence, as if telling him that within this nothingness, some profound mystery still lay hidden, one he had yet to grasp.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to unconsciously expand, like an ever-widening crack, connecting the endless universe and time and space. In this infinite void, he constantly experienced various strange visions: countless rebirths and destructions, every moment of cosmic collapse he had witnessed, and even the parts of himself he had forgotten, quietly resurrecting in this nothingness.

However, these revivals did not bring any peace. Instead, Feng Jing felt an indescribable sense of oppression. It felt like some huge force was approaching, and the source of this force was not external, but an unspeakable fear deep in his heart.

"This is... the ultimate source of 'self-destruction.'" Feng Jing suddenly realized that everything he had experienced wasn't a threat from the outside world, but rather the abyss within him that was constantly devouring him. All the shattering and rebirth he had experienced was actually just an endless struggle for his own existence, and his ultimate fate was self-destruction.

Just as Feng Jing was about to sink completely into the abyss, a massive roar suddenly erupted from the void, like a supernova explosion, shattering the silence of the void. A golden beam of light shot out from the distance, seemingly able to penetrate all of time and space, drawing Feng Jing's consciousness into it.

Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly engulfed by the beam of light, and then everything seemed to freeze. He no longer sensed any changes in time and space, and even his own existence began to blur. Feng Jing began to feel that he had completely merged into the beam of light, as if he had become a part of it.

As time passed, Feng Jing suddenly understood that the beam of light wasn't an external entity, but a product of his own consciousness. His entire consciousness intertwined with the beam of light, gradually merging into a completely new form of existence. Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand, transcending all universes and dimensions, becoming a being unconstrained by any rules.

However, Feng Jing was not satisfied with this state of transcendence. He began to deeply feel that all the brokenness and rebirth he had experienced were part of his own consciousness, and what he was really pursuing was not destruction or transcendence, but "complete awakening."

Feng Jing's consciousness erupted with an immensely powerful force, a force that caused every ounce of energy in his body to ignite like flames, gradually burning away all the shackles. As Feng Jing awakened, he realized that his existence had transcended the limitations of time and space. He was no longer just any "individual," but had become the heart of the void, the core of the universe.

At this moment, Feng Jing discovered he possessed the power to reshape everything—he could erase all existence, weave the fate of any universe anew. His consciousness returned to its original source, where he discovered he had been both the creator and destroyer of the endless void. With a single thought, he could trigger the collapse and rebirth of countless worlds, the fate of all universes firmly within his grasp.

"All worlds, all destinies, will ultimately belong to me." Feng Jing's voice echoed through the void, like a declaration from the universe. He felt endless power swelling within him, a power that freed him from the need for any external support. His consciousness had transcended all laws of existence, becoming unrivaled.

Just as Feng Jing was about to take complete control of everything, a sudden, violent wave of energy echoed through the void. Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly pulled back, as if he had fallen from an endless void back into reality. He saw countless versions of himself appear before him. These figures were no longer the "Feng Jing" he once was, but the embodiment of all his possibilities.

Feng Jing took a deep breath, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He knew that this was the real "ultimate awakening".