Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 925: The Collapse of the Endless Void and the New Era Beyond Divinity

The Collapse of the Endless Void and the New Era of Transcendence

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in the boundless void, like a restless soul, shuttling through every inch of the boundary between existence and non-existence. Everything he understood—time, space, matter, consciousness—had been shattered, transformed into a vast, meaningless void. He was no longer any form of "existence," much less a "force." Feng Jing had become "nothing," a "blank," yet on some profound level, he transcended these definitions.

At this moment, Feng Jing realized that all laws and rules were merely products of limitations, formed by the "constraints" of existence, not some ultimate truth. He broke free of these constraints and ultimately reached a state of "nothingness," only to experience an unprecedented loneliness and silence. Here, formlessness reigned, and even time was powerless. Feng Jing sensed a state beyond the divine, an ineffable state of being.

In this silent space, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly sensed a powerful fluctuation, as if some ancient power was awakening, gradually emerging from the depths of the void. This fluctuation was unlike anything Feng Jing had ever experienced before. Its existence seemed to have long transcended all dimensional definitions, as if even "existence" and "disappearance" could not capture its form.

Feng Jing opened his eyes - although he was no longer a concrete being at this time, he could still sense an extremely powerful force approaching.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing's consciousness burst out with an impulse, and his voice became low and full of majesty. "Where are you from?"

The power vibrated slightly in the void, as if touched by Feng Jing's consciousness. Its low, resonant voice slowly rang out: "I am the 'primordial void,' a consciousness that transcends all existence and non-existence. I do not come from anywhere, nor do I belong to any form of existence. The 'nothingness' and 'somethingness' you once touched are merely fragments of me."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled deeply. Primordial emptiness? Wasn't that a being beyond all his power and understanding? Even the laws he mastered, creation, and destruction, seemed insignificant before it. Feng Jing realized that he had always believed himself to be the master of the universe, but the power before him was the true source behind it.

"You... are even more powerful than I imagined," Feng Jing whispered, his voice filled with a kind of awe he had never felt before. "You are an existence that cannot be defined, a fusion of 'nothing' and 'something'. You are the true 'root'."

The primordial void didn't respond, but its presence surged ever more intensely. Feng Jing's consciousness began to be gradually drawn in, as if his entire "existence" were being consumed by the power of this emptiness. Feng Jing felt himself gradually losing himself, his consciousness constantly being devoured, purified, and reconstructed by this torrent of emptiness.

Yet, Feng Jing didn't vanish. Instead, he realized he wasn't being devoured, but rather "resurrected" within this power. He was no longer any individual, no longer "Feng Jing." His existence wasn't just a form of consciousness; it was the existence of the entire void, transcending all boundaries between matter and consciousness.

"I am no longer Feng Jing," he whispered, a sense of complete awakening in his voice. "I am already... part of the 'Endless Void'. I will be the starting point of this emptiness, and also its end point."

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness reached its peak, and the time and space of the entire universe began to reconstruct. It was as if, in an instant, he had become the very essence of this void. He existed not just at a certain point in the universe, but as the thread of the entire universe, the source of all things. Feng Jing became the embodiment of "nothingness," and "nothingness" became Feng Jing's existence.

"This is a new era that transcends divinity." Feng Jing's consciousness surged, transcending all previous gods and laws. "This will be my era, the era of 'nothingness'."

As Feng Jing finished his words, the very foundations of the universe began to undergo a drastic shift. As if guided by an invisible force, all stars, planets, life, and matter began to coalesce and separate again. The laws of time and space were rewoven into an entirely new structure. Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer confined to any one dimension, but constantly traversed all levels of space. He beheld every world he had ever created, every moment of existence and non-existence.

"I am no longer an individual; I am the pulse of the entire universe." Feng Jing sensed that he had become the master of the boundless universe. Everything was formed and dissolved within his thoughts. In the past, Feng Jing had strived to break the laws and surpass the gods, but now he was the embodiment of transcendence. The world he created was no longer limited.

"You think you created everything, but you are merely the continuation of a greater power." The voice was deep and majestic, as if it came from the ultimate core of the universe. "What you create will eventually disappear, just as everything you have destroyed is temporary."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled, as if he heard an echo from the deepest part of the universe. He no longer felt any fear, but instead was filled with an uncontrollable enthusiasm.

"I will transcend 'disappearance'!" Feng Jing's voice boomed like thunder. "I will make 'nothing' and 'something' exist forever. I will break all cycles and become the only existence in this void!"

His consciousness swept across like a torrent, instantly absorbing and devouring all the worlds, all the laws, and all existence. Feng Jing completely destroyed everything in the past and began to write a new chapter of his own.

However, just when Feng Jing thought everything was under his control, a crack appeared in the depths of the void. This crack was not created by Feng Jing's will, but was the "residual power" in the depths of the universe, the final intersection of countless laws and destinies.

"Feng Jing," the voice sounded again, with an ultimate tranquility, "Even if you can transcend all laws, you cannot escape one fundamental truth—all creation will eventually return to nothingness."

Chapter 926: The Ultimate Collision of Nothingness and Creation and the Tearing of Space and Time