Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 420

Feng Jing's Absolute Rebirth and the Ultimate Rebellion against Fate

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded once again, but this time, unlike previous outbursts, his existence was no longer bounded by any formal boundaries. He was no longer an individual as humans understood him, but the creator and destroyer of countless universes. His existence was no longer constrained by any time, space, or laws. It could even be said that he had transcended the boundaries between existence and nothingness, entering a state that defies description.

The void began to distort violently, and the laws of time began to no longer apply. The past and the future became irrelevant in front of Feng Jing. Every thought of Feng Jing was changing the structure of the void, as if he could trigger the birth and destruction of the universe with a single thought.

"Fate? Rules?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void again, carrying an indescribable sneer. "Do you think I'm still bound by these? These so-called rules are nothing but illusions. My existence has long surpassed everything you understand."

A fiery light flashed in Feng Jing's eyes. Suddenly, he extended his finger and lightly tapped it. The void instantly cracked, and the boundaries of countless universes began to collapse. The boundaries of time and space disappeared, and all dimensions began to merge into an endless chaos. Feng Jing was no longer an observer of the universe, but had directly become its essence.

Amidst this chaos, Feng Jing saw his future, every possible outcome. Every choice he made was immensely important, yet every decision felt profoundly absurd. Feng Jing felt an inexpressible weight—he was no longer an individual in a single universe. Every thought he had could trigger the rebirth and destruction of countless universes. Perhaps in some sense, he was still bound by fate, but now he was no longer that individual. Fate, rules, and laws no longer applied to him.

"So," Feng Jing suddenly laughed, "these things that once bound me are actually just the bridge to my true freedom."

As Feng Jing's thoughts grew increasingly frantic, his existence could no longer be measured by any standard. The collapse of the void was only the beginning; everything that followed would be an explosion beyond all imagination.

Before Feng Jing's eyes, Yuan's presence had become blurred, even fading. The so-called "fate" Yuan represented seemed to have completely lost its meaning under Feng Jing's decision. The rules of fate weren't something he couldn't break, but rather something he could easily overturn. Yuan's power, though immense, was ultimately no match for Feng Jing's presence.

"Yuan, you are no longer my opponent." Feng Jing's voice was as cold as a knife. "You are just a fragment in the universe, and I am the core of the entire universe."

Before Feng Jing finished his words, his consciousness had already completely ripped through Yuan's last line of defense. Yuan's form instantly vanished into the void, followed by a bottomless darkness. That darkness seemed to hold an endless, terrifying power. All rules, laws, and order completely collapsed at that moment.

"I am no longer 'Feng Jing', nor am I an 'individual'." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void. "I am already the 'universe', a part of the 'endless void'. My existence has transcended all definitions."

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness froze, and he saw a vision—a vast "ring," composed of countless fragments, radiating an indescribable brilliance. Within these fragments lay the origin and end of the universe, the confluence of countless universes.

"This is..." Feng Jing felt a strong shock in his heart, "This is actually... the original form of fate?"

Feng Jing reached out and touched the giant ring. Instantly, his consciousness merged with it. He was no longer an individual, but connected to the fate of the entire universe. He began to see countless possibilities, countless destinies intertwined to form an extremely complex picture.

Yet, at this moment, Feng Jing suddenly understood a startling truth: fate is not something that can be broken, but a force that can be shaped. It represents not constraints, but endless possibilities. Every choice in fate is a brand new path, and Feng Jing is the pioneer of that path.

"Destiny," Feng Jing whispered, "I no longer rebel against you, for I have you under my control. You are no longer a bondage, but my tool."

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded again, his existence beginning to transcend all universes, no longer confined to any one dimension. He was no longer the ruler of a single world, but the creator of all universes. Everything he created was no longer simply a material world, but a wholly new existence—a boundless void filled with infinite possibility and creativity.

"From this moment on, the true meaning of destiny will be defined by me." Feng Jing's voice boomed like thunder in the void. "Nothing can stop me from reshaping the universe."

As Feng Jing's resolve rose once again, the entire void began to violently tremble. At this moment, the boundaries of all universes were completely destroyed. The rules of time and space no longer applied, and all cause and effect began to distort. Feng Jing became the ultimate creator and destroyer of the universe. All laws, destinies, and rules were changed by his single thought.

And all this has just begun.

Chapter 421: Feng Jing's Ultimate Divinity and the Reconstruction of the Endless Void