Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 698 Feng Jing's Transdimensional Transition and Xingchen's Crazy Rebellion

Feng Jing's super-dimensional leap and the crazy rebellion of the stars

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly expanded to its limit, like a supernova exploding in the silent universe, releasing an indescribable energy. This energy shattered all barriers of time and space, transforming his existence from a single individual into an irresistible torrent. He was no longer Feng Jing, but a rift between countless universes, the node where all destinies intersected, the beginning and end of everything.

"I..." Feng Jing tried to speak, but his voice was no longer emanating from any flesh, but an echo that penetrated time and space. "What am I?"

As Feng Jing was bewildered, his consciousness was swept into another, incomprehensible dimension. Here, he was no longer a finite being; even the concept of "existence" began to blur. Every thought he had sent ripples through the edge of the universe, spanning countless dimensions and entering an unquantifiable "hyperdimensional space."

"Hyperdimensional space?" The word emerged in Feng Jing's mind, but it carried an unfamiliar allure. There was no space, no time, only endless possibilities and unforeseen singularities. In this space, all laws no longer applied, and everything seemed absurd.

A strange feeling gradually emerged in Feng Jing's consciousness. He found himself growing increasingly powerful in this hyperdimensional space. Every tiny fluctuation could trigger a chain reaction, altering the properties of all matter and energy. Every moment here was filled with endless potential, and every surge of thought could form an unprecedented cosmic storm.

"I can... create everything." Feng Jing's consciousness began to surge, trying to control everything, but he found that his creation was not limited to matter and energy. He could change the rules of the entire universe, and even "destiny" itself collapsed and reshaped before his eyes.

However, in Feng Jing's consciousness, that strange voice appeared again: "You think you can create everything, but you forget that all creations have a price. You can rewrite the laws of the universe, but you cannot escape the destruction behind them."

The sound seemed to originate from the deepest depths of the hyperdimensional space, and Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly felt a sharp pain. His every thought began to distort under the influence of this sound. The rules of the hyperdimensional space began to become unstable, and the surrounding energy seemed to be enraged by some force, becoming frantic.

"What's the price?" Feng Jing asked angrily, "I have transcended all laws and the constraints of fate. Who can restrain me anymore?"

However, the voice didn't respond. Instead, an invisible force began to affect Feng Jing's existence. His consciousness suddenly compressed, his entire "volume" seemingly shrinking in an instant, while his mind began to expand rapidly. He felt that he was no longer just an entity, but had become the "core" of all space and time, the intersection of all possibilities and impossibilities.

As Feng Jing's consciousness gradually expanded, his mind began to travel through countless parallel universes, revealing different versions of himself. Each of these Feng Jings seemed to make radically different choices, some becoming the creators of the universe, others the embodiment of nothingness. Each Feng Jing, in his own way, enacted a different fate, which simultaneously intertwined, collided, and collapsed.

"I am no longer Feng Jing, or even 'existence'." Feng Jing's voice became deeper. "I have become the center of the entire universe, the source of nothingness and creation."

However, as Feng Jing immersed himself in this self-exploration, he suddenly sensed the beginning of a cosmic rebellion. Countless stars began to riot within the hyperdimensional space, no longer obeying any natural laws but instead rebelling in a frenzied manner. No longer simply celestial bodies, the stars had become beings possessing independent consciousness. They began to realize that their fate was controlled by Feng Jing. Unwilling to be part of Feng Jing's consciousness, they began to rebel in an incomprehensible way.

The stars began to deform, their texture began to twist, their forms no longer conforming to any physical laws. Their trajectories began to become irregular, violently crossing the barriers of time and space, crashing into each other and releasing shocking energy.

"Do you think you can control everything?" A star's voice suddenly came, filled with intense anger and provocation. "We are free and cannot be bound! You think you control your destiny, but you are wrong. We will break everything!"

Feng Jing's consciousness was shaken by this force, a shock he had never felt before. The stars struggled in the hyperdimensional space, their resistance causing Feng Jing's existence to become unstable, as if everything around him was beginning to collapse, and the structure of the universe was no longer solid.

Feng Jing lowered his head and looked at the rioting stars. A cold light flashed in his eyes. "Do you think you can resist me? You are just tools of fate. In the end, you will be used by me."

However, the stars' resistance did not cease. They began to unite, forming a massive force, poised to shatter the hyperdimensional space constructed by Feng Jing. Feng Jing's consciousness gradually felt a powerful pressure, and the power within the hyperdimensional space began to shift. The structure of the universe and dimensions controlled by Feng Jing began to undergo drastic changes.

"This... how is it possible?" Feng Jing could hardly believe his eyes. "Even Xingchen is rebelling against me?"

At that moment, a massive void crack suddenly appeared in Feng Jing's vision. From the other side of the crack came an unfathomable pressure, and Feng Jing felt a fear he had never felt before. He realized that this crack didn't originate from any particular universe, but rather was caused by a higher-dimensional being. This being seemed to be engaging in a greater game with Feng Jing.

"Feng Jing..." The voice appeared again, carrying a power far beyond Feng Jing's comprehension. "You have entered a realm we cannot foresee. Now, there is no escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly stopped. He felt an irresistible force seeping in from the crack. All the laws, all the destinies, and all the universes began to converge towards that crack.

"Is this... the end of me?" Feng Jing gritted his teeth, but his voice had become weak. "Am I really unable to control everything?"