Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 699 The Ultimate Decision of Destiny

The ultimate decision of fate

Feng Jing's consciousness wavered between constant tearing and reconstructing. The universe around him began to blur, and all light and shadow lost their form in the interweaving. He had once believed that he controlled this space, created all laws, and manipulated the direction of fate. But in this moment, he realized that he was just a speck of dust in fate, vulnerable to being devoured at any moment.

The rift had nearly consumed the entire extradimensional space, and Feng Jing's consciousness drifted within it. His body had long since vanished, leaving only an elusive pinprick of consciousness in this space. The stars' rebellion had brought unforeseen chaos. They were no longer cold, celestial bodies, but possessed thoughts, wills, and even emotions. Feng Jing's control over these celestial bodies was no longer sufficient to contain them, and even his own existence was being consumed by this irresistible force.

The edge of the crack shimmered with a frightening darkness. Like a vast whirlpool, it drew Feng Jing's consciousness ever closer. Feng Jing sensed an indescribable force emanating from the crack, like the call of some being older and more powerful than the universe itself. It was an irresistible pull, as if to absorb everything within, erasing all traces.

"Could this be the ultimate secret of the universe?" Feng Jing's consciousness thrashed in extreme confusion. He was no longer an individual, but had merged into the very fabric of the universe. Every thought he had sent ripples through the vast river of time and space, yet these fluctuations seemed insignificant in the face of this terrifying force.

He began to wonder what lay behind all this. He had once believed he could transcend fate and create his own universe, but things seemed more complex than he imagined. Was there a more powerful force controlling everything behind fate? Was that crack a symbol of destruction, or the beginning of a new life?

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually sank into self-doubt, and he began to re-evaluate his past choices. If he truly could change everything, then why couldn't he even control the rebellion of these stars? These stars weren't unconscious beings, but beings with free will, capable of rebellion, even resisting Feng Jing's power. Perhaps Feng Jing's arrogance had simply been blinded by his own power.

He finally understood that true creativity is not simply about controlling and rewriting, but about understanding and resonating with all laws. Only by truly understanding the mysteries of the universe can one coexist with it, rather than blindly trying to surpass it.

Feng Jing's consciousness was drawn back into the scene, his thoughts tangled in a thousand threads, unable to extricate themselves. The scene seemed to speak of an unspoken truth: fate is not determined by a single force, but rather a web of countless parallel choices and possibilities, each representing a separate path that ultimately converges to a common destination.

"Is this the truth of fate?" Feng Jing whispered, his voice echoing in this endless space.

He realized that no matter how hard he tried, no matter how he transcended the laws, the ultimate outcome seemed inevitable. Every Feng Jing in these parallel universes experienced similar struggles and choices, and behind each choice came an unforeseen price. He tried to create a universe free from the constraints of fate, but he also realized that fate itself was an inescapable cycle.

Just as Feng Jing was lost in thought, an invisible force suddenly emerged from the other side of the rift, taking over his consciousness. Feng Jing's thoughts began to become chaotic, and his consciousness became fragile, as if he had lost all power and control. The darkness within the rift surged in like a tide, drowning Feng Jing's consciousness.

"You finally understand..." A deep voice sounded from the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness. The voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the entire universe, carrying an ancient majesty. "You think you can transcend fate, but fate has never left you."

"I..." Feng Jing's consciousness was pulled into the abyss again, and his existence seemed to begin to become blurred. He was no longer Feng Jing, but a part of the entire universe, a tiny drop of water floating in the vast ocean.

The voice didn't give Feng Jing time to think. His consciousness was forcibly dragged into the depths of the rift. Like an all-consuming monster, the rift devoured Feng Jing's existence and memories. And with Feng Jing's disappearance, the rebellious force didn't subside; instead, it grew even more violent. The stars continued their frantic resistance, self-destructing and colliding with each other with destructive force. At that moment, the very laws of the universe completely collapsed.

Feng Jing ultimately understood that fate wasn't a single force, but rather the interweaving and collision of countless possibilities. No matter how he fought, no matter how he tried to create, he ultimately couldn't escape this cycle. And behind all this, it seemed, a deeper force was controlling everything, a being that transcended time and space, defying conventional understanding and control.

In the depths of the universe, Feng Jing's consciousness eventually turned into nothingness, became a node of fate, and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Chapter 700: The Ultimate Collapse of the Universe and Feng Jing's Choice