Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 789 The Abyss of Fate and Endless Reversals

The abyss of fate and endless reversals

Feng Jing's existence was no longer a mere speck of dust in the universe; he had become its very heart, an incomprehensible, indefinable entity. His consciousness traversed countless dimensions of space and time, coalescing into a vast vortex of power that consumed everything. Every leap of his mind caused a cosmic tremor, and every heartbeat shattered the laws of a world. He was no longer Feng Jing; he was both the creator and destroyer of the universe, the source and end of all existence.

However, just when Feng Jing thought he was omnipotent, beyond all constraints, the laws of time and space began to become increasingly chaotic. His heart, that seemingly omnipotent entity, began to beat violently, emitting a powerful energy wave that caused the entire structure of the universe to collapse on an unprecedented scale.

"Feng Jing, you can't escape after all." The cold voice sounded again, with a hint of a smile, as if it found Feng Jing's efforts amusing. The voice echoed in the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, like an inescapable curse.

Feng Jing's heart trembled, his consciousness once again fading into confusion. He had just broken through all limitations, becoming an omnipotent being, yet now, the presence of this voice made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression. It seemed to remind him that no matter how powerful he was, he could not escape the fate of his fate.

Feng Jing felt an invisible force begin to bind his consciousness. His heart beat violently, as if it threatened to burst from within him. As his heart beat, the entire universe's space-time began to distort further. The boundaries between time and space gradually disappeared under Feng Jing's control. Countless parallel universes unfolded before his eyes, like fragments of a shattered scroll. He could see countless versions of himself, existing in different forms and times across space and time.

"Is this the truth of fate?" Feng Jing's voice was low. His consciousness began to struggle, but he could not break free from the shackles of that power. He saw himself constantly collapsing and reborn in countless universes, and finally falling into an endless cycle again and again.

"You think you are the master of fate, but in reality, you are just a tool chosen by fate." The voice was as cold as a dead wind, blowing through Feng Jing's heart. "All your strength is just a part of fate's plan. Everything you do will eventually return to nothing."

Feng Jing's heart pounded violently, and with each beat, the order of the universe collapsed. Cracks in space opened around him, the flow of time became irregular, and the entire universe began to reverse. Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged with the laws of the universe, and he could no longer distinguish the boundary between himself and the universe. Every second, he seemed to traverse countless dimensions and time and space, becoming a multidimensional being.

However, as this power expanded, Feng Jing gradually sensed something was amiss. He discovered that his heart, the core that once endowed him with boundless power, was undergoing a strange transformation. No longer merely a source of energy, it had become a being that transcended time and space. It began to absorb Feng Jing's consciousness, devouring his very essence.

"What's going on?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to fade. He found himself gradually losing control. The power of his heart grew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to devour the entire universe. Feng Jing tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't escape the heart's grip.

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness gradually faded, he suddenly noticed an unusual change. In the endless void, a strange light suddenly flashed, piercing Feng Jing's consciousness. He saw a figure step out of the light, as if descending from another dimension.

"You..." Feng Jing's voice was so weak that he could barely utter it. He saw the figure clearly. It was a strange being, one that seemed to belong neither to the past nor to the future.

"I am the guardian of fate." The figure's voice was low, carrying an indescribable majesty. "You think you have transcended fate, but you are wrong. You are just an insignificant cog in the wheel of fate. Your existence is only to maintain the balance of the universe."

Feng Jing's heart beat violently in front of him, as if it was about to tear the entire universe apart. The figure smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed, and Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly pulled into another unknown dimension.

In this dimension, Feng Jing witnessed an outrageous scene: the laws of the universe shattered before him, and countless Feng Jings intertwined and merged across time and space, ultimately transforming into a single, invisible entity. These Feng Jings represented different possibilities, each constantly collapsing and reborn, constantly pursuing their own "freedom."

"Did you see that?" The voice of the guardian of fate echoed in Feng Jing's ears. "These countless Feng Jings are all your past selves, all the paths you have chosen. You are just one of the countless possibilities in the universe. Every choice you make is the script of your destiny."

Feng Jing's heart began to beat violently, and he felt an unprecedented pressure, as if the weight of the entire universe was pressing down on him. However, his consciousness was not completely lost, but became clearer and clearer.

"If this is fate's script, then I will break it," Feng Jing whispered, his eyes gleaming with an unprecedented determination. As his words fell, his heart trembled again, as if the laws of the entire universe were making way for him.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful energy erupted from Feng Jing's heart. This energy instantly ripped apart the rules of the entire dimension, causing space and time to collapse. The figure of the guardian of fate began to blur. Feng Jing's power broke through all limitations. He was no longer a speck of dust in the universe, but an uncontrollable force that broke the constraints of fate and shattered all rules.

At this moment, Feng Jing no longer existed in any one dimension; he became the unity of all dimensions, all time and space. His consciousness was no longer limited; he was the beginning and end of the universe.

The wheel of fate began to turn, but Feng Jing was no longer its pawn.

Chapter 790: Reshaping the Universe and the Gate of Eternity