Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 623: Rebirth in the Cracks

New life in the cracks

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in the void, sensing the intertwining of countless timelines, each one a future that had never occurred, a past that had already collapsed. He knew he had broken free from the constraints of the past, but this was not the end. Instead, he entered a deeper and more complex dimension.

Every time I recall that invisible presence, the oppressive feeling it brought is as clear as yesterday. That voice, whether ironic, sneering, or ultimately resigned, resonates with every time chain Feng Jing has experienced. It is indeed powerful, but this force cannot sway Feng Jing's ultimate choice. Feng Jing is not a simple existence, no longer controlled by any one timeline. He is the result of the interweaving of all possibilities, and the only one who has broken through them all.

Feng Jing suddenly realized that the space he was in was neither the end nor the beginning of time, but rather a bottomless chasm—a knot that could never be untied. Time and space had completely lost their meaning here, matter intertwined with nothingness. Every moment was a constant cycle of rebirth and destruction, like an endless cycle.

He clearly felt his connection to this space; he wasn't completely free, but rather part of the rift. His consciousness was intertwined and entangled with the dimensions of this space. Feng Jing understood that this wasn't the end, but a new beginning.

Feng Jing once again gazed at the rift he had created. Here, there were no past disputes or struggles, no future hopes or difficulties, only endless possibilities. His existence grew more complex, layers of thoughts and memories constantly intersecting within this void. He was no longer a single Feng Jing, but the intersection of all Feng Jings. All past and future, all possibilities and impossibilities, were his presence.

At that moment, Feng Jing sensed a powerful wave emanating from the depths of the void. It was some kind of force, drawing all beings in like a black hole. Feng Jing felt no fear, but instead an inexplicable urge. He knew that this very force was the key to his true breakthrough.

Feng Jing resonated with this force, and began to feel a flow of energy he had never experienced before. This energy was invisible, yet incredibly powerful. It enveloped Feng Jing's being, like a massive vortex, carrying him through countless dimensions and parallel worlds, ultimately leading him to an unknown destination.

He felt his consciousness gradually blur, as if the entire world was closing in on him. His body, or rather, his very existence, was no longer the Feng Jing of the past. He began to understand the meaning of "self" anew. No longer a single individual, but a nexus of time and space, a crossroads of fate.

At this moment, Feng Jing saw countless versions of himself. At the intersection of each timeline, each Feng Jing was striving to break through this rift. They coexisted in different time and space, each Feng Jing striving for "transcendence." And now, Feng Jing was no longer just one individual, but the collective of all Feng Jings, the strongest possible resonance.

But the wave didn't stop; instead, it grew stronger. Feng Jing's consciousness was nearly devoured, but he didn't feel any fear. Instead, he accepted it all with an extremely calm mind. He knew that at this moment, he was about to undergo a true transformation.

Suddenly, a blinding light flashed from the depths of the rift, completely engulfing Feng Jing's consciousness. The light was so intense that Feng Jing felt as if everything within him had been reduced to dust. Every thought, every part of his being, seemed to be sucked into the infinite abyss by the light.

In that instant, Feng Jing experienced an unprecedented rebirth. All time and space, all worlds, all selves, converged and reconstructed within this light. Feng Jing saw countless parallel worlds, different versions of himself, and countless different timelines, all gradually converging under the guidance of the light.

Feng Jing knew full well that this was a journey of no return. Every intersection of timelines represented a limit of possibility, and he stood at that limit. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, nor the Feng Jing of the future, but a being beyond time and space, beyond fate.

But just as Feng Jing was about to completely merge himself, the overwhelming force reappeared. Feng Jing did not avoid it, but instead actively faced it. Although he knew that this force had almost destroyed him, Feng Jing was no longer afraid of anything at this moment.

When that force touched Feng Jing's consciousness, he felt an intense pressure. Every thought was instantly frozen, as if his entire being was being torn apart. However, Feng Jing didn't give up. His consciousness began to flow in reverse, crossing the torrent of that force. He didn't want to destroy it, but to merge with it, to become a part of it.

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually merged with that power, and the rift in space and time began to vibrate. Feng Jing knew that he had completely changed the laws of the universe, even transcending the existence of time and space. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, nor was he any individual, but a being beyond all limitations—he was the rift in space and time, the end and beginning of fate.

Just as Feng Jing fully realized this, he suddenly sensed a new wave. This wave seemed to come from the depths of antiquity, from the core of the universe. Feng Jing instantly understood that this was not an end, but a new beginning.

Chapter 624: Reversal and Crack at the End of Time and Space