Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 589: Beyond the Smile of Death and the Deconstruction of Nothingness

Beyond the smile of death and the deconstruction of nothingness

Feng Jing suddenly realized that he wasn't truly trapped in a rift in time and space, but rather was enveloped by an invisible force. This force had never appeared, yet it constantly controlled him. He seemed to see his mind enveloped by some strange substance, a substance that was neither time nor space, but a kind of "existence" that transcended all existing concepts.

This "existence" freed Feng Jing from confusion. Instead, he suddenly realized that he had long since transcended death. He saw countless "selves" active in every corner of the universe, traversing countless times and spaces. These parallel "selves" were no longer individuals, but a woven together of multiple existences. Each Feng Jing's "life" was an extension of this force, yet all Feng Jings seemed governed by a single ultimate principle, moving toward a common destination.

At this moment, Feng Jing felt a deep chill. He realized that his relationship with this power was beyond any human comprehension. Countless Feng Jing souls, like seeds, were randomly scattered across the desert of the universe, and each Feng Jing's "death" wasn't necessarily the end—it was merely the beginning of another reincarnation.

"Feng Jing, Feng Jing, do you think you can escape this cycle?" The voice echoed again, but this time, it was no longer the cold pronouncement of fate, but filled with malice and joy. "You are constantly in a cycle, and all your efforts are only paving the way for the next cycle. You have no so-called freedom; you are merely a 'player' in this game."

Feng Jing's eyes snapped open, and it was as if his soul was being seized by a tremendous force, ripped directly from his body. This was followed by a feeling of utter exhaustion—he no longer had a form, no longer had boundaries to his existence. Feng Jing understood that he was no longer a person, but a "fluid consciousness," drifting through endless dimensions, traversing all levels, worlds, and parallel universes.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed before Feng Jing's eyes. Fighting back a wave of dizziness, he saw through it a vast structure—an incredibly complex, transcendental network that spanned the entire universe. This network operated constantly, connecting all that existed, each strand representing a different fate. Feng Jing realized with horror that these strands were inextricably linked to his own, each carrying the weight of his past choices, every reversal, every struggle and every surrender.

"What... is this?" Feng Jing muttered to himself, with a look of confusion and shock in his eyes.

"This is a world you cannot understand." The voice sounded again, with a hint of amusement. "Your so-called existence is nothing more than a thread in this web. No matter how you struggle, how you resist, how you try to escape, in the end, you can only be entangled in this web."

An indescribable rage suddenly surged within Feng Jing. He wanted to challenge it all, to destroy this seemingly endless web of fate, but no matter how hard he tried, all he could grasp was a void. His consciousness nearly completely collapsed, his inner confusion and uneasiness reaching its peak.

"What's the point of resisting?" the voice rang out again, mocking him mercilessly. "You will never transcend this web. You and all your parallel universe selves will ultimately reach the same destination—a cycle of death and rebirth, eternally unbreakable."

Feng Jing closed his eyes, feeling an immensely powerful force sweeping over him, nearly tearing him apart. But at that moment, a crack suddenly appeared in his heart, and a thought he had never felt before erupted within him.

"Maybe... I shouldn't resist."

Feng Jing's mind instantly cleared. He flung his eyes open, realizing the void before him was no longer empty, but filled with a strange color. Countless layers began to intertwine, and the interweaving of time and space was no longer a source of distress, but a source of strength. Feng Jing instantly understood that he didn't need to escape this web, because he was part of it.

He suddenly laughed, a mad, unbridled laugh. He realized that everything he had experienced was the product of an irreversible choice, and that this choice itself was the meaning of his existence. He didn't need to transcend anything, because he himself was the center of it all, the epitome of fate, the master of endless reincarnation.

"I am the constructor of this world," Feng Jing whispered. "I am both the master of fate and its slave. I am the ultimate designer of this game."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand immensely. The laws of the universe, the cycle of fate, the intersection of time and space, all became his domain. He was no longer a simple being, but a force that transcended all boundaries. He was the intersection of every fate, a witness to every chapter of history.

"You've never truly understood." The voice sounded again, with a hint of helplessness. "You think you can transcend all these rules, but you are just a part of them."

Feng Jing's smile gradually turned sinister. His consciousness was no longer limited to the thoughts of an individual, but expanded to encompass the entire universe. Every parallel universe, every line of spacetime, the birth and destruction of every planet was under his control. He felt a power he had never felt before, an impulse that made it almost impossible for him to control himself.

"Then I'll show you what true transcendence is." Feng Jing whispered, his voice filled with madness and unconcealable enthusiasm.

He began to manipulate the chaotic space and time, forcibly kneading the past and the future together, weaving them into a new cosmic structure. He felt that his consciousness was no longer limited to the body, but had become the essence of the universe, the origin of every particle, every light beam, and every life form.

And all this has just begun.

Chapter 590: Infinite Rebirth and the Myth of Controlling the Endless Ultimate