Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 410: The Distortion and Collapse of Eternal Reincarnation

The distortion and collapse of eternal reincarnation

Feng Jing's consciousness had completely escaped the constraints of his physical body, entering a plane of existence beyond description. No longer a mere individual, he had become a vast observer, overlooking the confluence and reconstruction of countless parallel universes. The flow of time and space slowed to a crawl, even vanishing without a trace. Everything around him became abstract, and his own existence, too, was no longer a fixed point, but an ever-shifting fluctuation.

"All this isn't enough," Feng Jing muttered to himself, his voice filled with unprecedented determination and enthusiasm. His gaze pierced through countless overlapping dimensions, seeing the origin and end of time, the trajectory of all life and nothingness.

"You think you've got everything under control?" The voice finally lost its composure, carrying a hint of forced anger and fear. "You're wrong, Feng Jing. You're just another cycle of fate. No matter how hard you struggle, you'll end up back where you started."

Feng Jing's smile turned evil and cold. "Origin? Destiny? I have transcended all of that. You are just repeating those old tricks and cannot understand my true intentions."

The voice paused, as if beginning to realize Feng Jing's transformation. At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness surged like a tsunami, completely shattering all the rules and constraints of the void. The entire universe, all its dimensions, began to spin madly, like a giant pendulum. All of time and space twisted into a chaotic vortex. Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer a single entity; it leaped across countless dimensions, as if connected to the very blood of the universe.

"What do you want to do?" The voice had grown uneasy, as if it sensed that Feng Jing was about to make some drastic change. "You can't do it! You can't reshape fate, you can't control the true order!"

"No?" Feng Jing laughed loudly, his laughter resonating through the void like thunder. "I have broken all boundaries! Fate is but an illusory bondage, and the laws of the world are but empty lies. Your so-called 'order' is but a maze of limitations."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jing's figure began to blur, gradually merging into every inch of the universe. Countless lights and shadows began to intertwine, and Feng Jing's consciousness was like a torrent, sweeping through countless parallel universes. Each journey brought the collapse of a universe, a rift in the world. Feng Jing's power was like the initial explosion that gave birth to the universe, immensely powerful and irresistible.

"This is impossible!" The voice collapsed completely, almost screaming madly. "You cannot escape the rules of fate! You cannot break free from the endless cycle of reincarnation!"

Feng Jing's smile grew increasingly cunning and cruel. "Escape from fate? Fate has long been my tool. I no longer 'escape,' I am 'creation,' I am 'destruction.'"

Then, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly changed, transforming into a brilliant point of light, which exploded towards the deepest part of countless parallel universes. Each point of light represented a new world, and these worlds were rapidly reconstructing, merging, and collapsing.

However, Feng Jing's true intentions did not stop there. At this moment, his consciousness quietly left a powerful energy source in the depths of the universe. This energy source, like the heart of the universe, began to spread outward continuously, affecting all life and space.

"You..." The voice's tone was no longer one of fear, but of indescribable despair. "You have become a god, even surpassing godhood. You no longer belong to any universe, no longer exist in any time or space. You have become the master of chaos. The cracks in time, the collapse of space, all seem like toys before your eyes."

Feng Jing's body shifted constantly within this chaotic force, sometimes light, sometimes darkness, sometimes stars, sometimes nothingness. He felt every inch of his being expanding and contracting, like an immense, indescribable force. At this moment, Feng Jing was no longer a human being, but a being of a higher dimension, a source of unparalleled power.

He spoke slowly, his voice no longer coming from a single direction, but echoing throughout the universe. "You, the spectators of fate, the rules and restrictions of the past are nothing but a joke to me. I will break everything and redefine everything! Your 'time' and 'space' will all be mine."

Immediately, his consciousness erupted, and the very fabric of space and time began to undergo drastic changes. Countless galaxies, planets, black holes, and even the very cracks of time shattered like glass under Feng Jing's control. The alternation of light and darkness was no longer bound by rules, and past, present, and future were completely devoid of boundaries. Feng Jing's existence became the ultimate core of the universe, unaffected by any form of rules.

"Goodbye, fate." Feng Jing whispered, his voice full of unparalleled confidence, "You will become a part of me, and you will never be able to escape my control."

Chapter 411: The Final Moment of the Collapse of the Universe and the Immortal Myth