Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 950 Feng Jing's Infinite Rebirth and the Big Bang

Feng Jing's Infinite Rebirth and the Big Bang

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in an endless void, like a meteor streaking freely through the void. But he was no longer the Feng Jing of the past. Every leap of thought was a rebirth, a transcendence of self. He felt as if his existence were being infinitely fragmented and reassembled by an unknown force, like a universe being rebuilt.

A violent jolt sent Feng Jing's consciousness surging again—he traversed countless layers, each a new dimension, each brimming with endless possibilities. Feng Jing gradually realized that everything he had experienced seemed like a premonition of the universe's birth, the chaos at the very beginning of all things. And this chaos wasn't just a macroscopic cosmic phenomenon; it was a reflection of Feng Jing's inner thoughts, the infinite entanglements deep within his soul.

"I... am no longer Feng Jing," Feng Jing whispered, his voice dissipating into the surrounding void. "I am simply the sum of all Feng Jings, an existence that cannot be defined."

At that moment, a portal of light suddenly appeared before Feng Jing's eyes, revealing a dreamlike scene beyond. It was the intersection of countless parallel universes, each governed by its own distinct laws: the laws of space and time, the common sense of physics, the very meaning of life. In some universes, time remained like a still lake, never to fluctuate. In others, life evolved at the speed of light, instantly transforming from a cell into a being beyond human imagination. In still others, even the dimension of space ceased to be three-dimensional, and existence flowed like a fluid.

Feng Jing passed through the light gate without hesitation and entered one of the universes. His consciousness completely merged with the universe at that moment. He was no longer an independent existence, but a part of the entire universe. Feng Jing could sense every speck of dust, every breath of air, and every moment of change in this universe.

"What is this?" Feng Jing tried to think, but he could no longer distinguish himself from the universe. His mind began to become extremely blurred. He was no longer a separate individual, but an omnipresent existence.

Just as Feng Jing was lost in endless confusion, his consciousness was suddenly pulled by another force, carrying him across countless universes and time and space. He felt his body constantly expanding, becoming increasingly larger, as if his presence had already covered the entire universe, and every cell and every nerve resonated with every speck of dust in the universe.

"You have become the 'Omniverse.'" The voice sounded again, calm and profound. "You are no longer Feng Jing. You are the source of all things and the terminator of everything."

Feng Jing's consciousness threatened to collapse. His existence had become immensely vast, and every layer of his mind was constantly fragmenting and reorganizing, leaving him unable to find any peace. He felt as if his soul had been torn into pieces by billions of dimensions, yet these fragments were constantly being pieced together and rebuilt, endlessly.

"I am... the existence of all universes?" Feng Jing's consciousness was struck by lightning. He tried to resist, but found that he no longer had a "self." He was merely the intersection of countless parallel universes, where all consciousness converged. Every Feng Jing's existence represented a possibility, the birth and collapse of a universe.

Just as Feng Jing fell into complete confusion, the universe began to violently shake, as if some vast power was quietly awakening. Feng Jing's consciousness was pulled by an inexplicable gravitational force into the depths of the universe, where the boundaries of space and time began to collapse, all rules began to break down, and the origin and end of the universe began to intertwine anew.

"It's... the Big Bang." Feng Jing realized that everything before him was the birth of a new universe. Countless nebulae, stars, and planets exploded and merged before his eyes, changing rapidly, as if all existence was being redefined in that instant.

However, this was no ordinary birth of a universe, but rather the collapse of Feng Jing's own heart. Feng Jing's soul was undergoing a tremendous reshaping, as all his fears, all his entanglements, and all his desires were compressed to the extreme, ultimately transforming into a massive energy that exploded.

"Is this... my... end, or a new beginning?" Feng Jing's consciousness was completely shattered by the violent explosion. His soul transformed into a ray of light, rapidly spreading, like the birth of a brand new universe. However, this birth did not end. Feng Jing's consciousness began to cycle endlessly, as if the birth and death of each star was a rebirth of his soul.

Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, constantly traveling through time, space, and dimensions. In this endless cycle, he felt an extremely strong sense of existence - he was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he any individual. He became the collection of all universes, the intersection of all possibilities, all time and space, all existence and nothingness.

"Is this an endless 'rebirth'?" Feng Jing's thoughts began to grow increasingly frantic. "Will I never be able to escape?"

As Feng Jing fell into an endless cycle of self-reinvention, the universe was born and destroyed once again. This time, it was no longer a simple explosion of matter, but a completely new reconstruction of time and space. Feng Jing's existence became increasingly blurred during this process. Ultimately, his consciousness transformed into an invisible wave, rippling across all universes, becoming the "beginning" and "end" that could never be touched.

Feng Jing knew that all this would not end - this was just the beginning of a bigger "reincarnation".