Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 704 Feng Jing's Time Reversal and the Collapse of the Multiverse

Feng Jing's Time Reversal and the Collapse of the Multiverse

Feng Jing's consciousness began to wander in a vast ocean of chaos. He felt that he was no longer a physical entity, nor a single individual. His consciousness was like an invisible wind, floating on the edge of the universe, sometimes moving, sometimes stagnating, as if he had become time itself.

An inexplicable force began to erode Feng Jing's existence. Time seemed to flow backward, and everything was reversed. He saw himself reappearing in different timelines, repeating countless choices he had never made before. Each choice created a new Feng Jing, but everything disappeared in an instant, like a bubble bursting.

"Is this... time flowing backwards?" Feng Jing's consciousness finally awoke from the chaos. He tried to comprehend the situation before him, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not seem to grasp the true nature of time. In this disordered space, time was no longer linear, but like countless intertwining curves, each leading to a different fate. Feng Jing felt as if he were trapped in an endless cycle of time, unable to escape.

He tried to focus his consciousness, attempting to regain control of this backward flow. Feng Jing's mind expanded rapidly, and he realized he seemed to be experiencing countless different universes simultaneously. Different Feng Jings existed simultaneously, each facing a different fate and making different choices. These Feng Jings were invisibly connected to each other, their consciousnesses intertwined, as if performing a never-ending cosmic drama.

"If time is cyclical, then isn't fate also cyclical?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to flicker. He realized that he had long since transcended the framework of time and entered a higher dimensional state. At this moment, he realized that he was not the only one in existence. Other parallel Feng Jings in the universe shared some unfathomable connection with him.

Feng Jing once again tried to find a way out from countless timelines. His consciousness quickly shuttled through countless possible versions of the universe, making choices. Each choice would bring different consequences, but all choices pointed to the same ending: the collapse of the universe.

"What the hell is going on? I can't escape these timelines. Their entanglement has long become an inescapable fate." Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became unbearable, as if no matter what he did, he could not escape this vicious cycle of fate. Every time he tried to break free from this chaos, the barriers of time and space imprisoned him like a cage, and his existence collapsed, swallowed up again by the endless cycle of reincarnation.

Just as Feng Jing felt despair, a strange light suddenly flashed from afar, shattering the endless darkness. This light didn't originate from any physical celestial body, but rather from a more mysterious existence, a force Feng Jing couldn't comprehend. Feng Jing's consciousness was drawn to the light, and in an instant, the collapse of the entire universe seemed to be paused for a moment.

"You finally found me." The voice within the light was deep and ethereal, carrying a depth beyond words. Feng Jing felt himself enveloped by the voice, his entire consciousness as if drawn into another, unknown dimension.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing's mind was filled with questions, but he found himself unable to express them in words. At this moment, his consciousness had completely merged into the light, and he could no longer perceive the existence of any material thing.

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled, as if an unbearable truth had surfaced. "Is it truly impossible for me to transcend fate?" Feng Jing's thoughts erupted again, as if he had come to understand that no matter how hard he tried, he could not break the rules of the multiverse. Every Feng Jing, no matter how powerful, could not escape the untouchable force deep within the universe.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shook. He felt himself being pushed by some immense force into another, unknown dimension. This dimension was unlike any other in the universe. There was no matter, no energy, and even time no longer existed. Feng Jing felt as if he had lost all sense in this dimension, unable to determine whether he was still alive or had vanished.

"This is..." Feng Jing tried to understand all this, but found that he could no longer control any part of his body. His consciousness, which had once transcended everything, became so fragile in this moment, as if all his greatness had collapsed at this moment.

"You are a product of multiple dimensions," the voice within the light said coldly, "You travel through infinite time and space, attempting to break free from the shackles of fate. But you overlook that you are but a speck in chaos. All creation and destruction will ultimately return to 'nothingness.'"

Feng Jing's thoughts were completely disrupted. He had originally thought he had transcended fate and achieved infinite godhood, but everything before him made him realize that he was just an existence limited by infinite possibilities. This "nothingness" not only represented death, but also represented an unreachable abyss.

"No matter how you struggle, you will eventually return to chaos." The voice finally dissipated, and Feng Jing's consciousness was swallowed up into an eternal void. All timelines stopped, all universes collapsed, and all of Feng Jing's incarnations fell silent. The entire multiverse fell into an unspeakable void.

And at the moment when Feng Jing's consciousness disappeared, the existence in another space was still watching all this silently, hiding an even more unfathomable secret.