Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 929: Nothingness and Rebirth on the Other Side of the Rift



Chapter 929: Nothingness and Rebirth on the Other Side of the Rift

Nothingness and rebirth on the other side of the rift

Feng Jing's consciousness passed through the cracks, entering a dimension he couldn't comprehend. This wasn't any world that had ever existed, nor did it belong to any known dimension. This "space" had no fixed form; it was an endless chaos, like a dream that could never be clearly understood. Every tiny fluctuation was filled with strangeness and distortion, defying any language or thought to describe it.

Feng Jing began to realize that he had entered not a physical space, but a "conceptual space." Every moment here was filled with uncertainty, reality and illusion intertwined, and all rules lost their meaning. Time no longer flowed here, space no longer existed, and the only constant was "nothingness."

He drifted through this formless nothingness, feeling the intangible power. Feng Jing realized that he wasn't just transcending the dimensions of the universe, but rather the boundaries of existence. At this moment, he was no longer Feng Jing, nor any individual. His mind and consciousness had merged with this nothingness, this endless chaos.

"Where is this place?" Feng Jing's consciousness trembled slightly, as if he was asking himself, or as if he was asking the invisible force.

"This is 'nothingness'." The echo of that power was extremely clear, almost like Feng Jing's inner monologue, or like some voice from the abyss.

"Nothingness?" Feng Jing's consciousness trembled, as if struck by this simple yet profound word. All knowledge and understanding of the entire universe became insignificant at this moment. He had once believed that he transcended all existence, beyond life and death, beyond all rules and laws, but now he realized that this nothingness was the true root of the universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded again, and he felt himself intertwined with this endless void, becoming part of it. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer an individual, nor any part of the universe's history. He became the embodiment of "nothingness," transcending all life and all material existence, becoming an invisible node in an endless cycle.

Yet, within this endless nothingness, Feng Jing suddenly sensed a strange vibration. This vibration wasn't simply the vibration of space, nor the flow of time, but something deeper than mere existence. It filled Feng Jing with an indescribable fear, as if he had touched the most hidden thing in the universe—an existence that transcended nothingness itself.

"Do you think you've touched the root of 'nothingness'?" The voice sounded again, but this time its tone was filled with mockery. "You've merely entered a larger dream, Feng Jing. The 'nothingness' you perceive is merely a part of me. The 'endlessness' you pursue is merely my reflection. The path you've been walking on is, after all, nothing more than an illusion I've set for you."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly trembled, and he began to reevaluate everything before him. He suddenly realized that this void wasn't some ultimate existence, but rather a more complex structure, an illusion interwoven with infinite dimensions. And he had been deceived by this illusion all along, walking towards an abyss from which there was no return.

"Who...are you?" Feng Jing's consciousness finally questioned him. He felt like he was trapped in an invisible net, unable to break free, and unable to understand the truth of all this.

"Me?" The voice laughed softly. "What you call 'I' is merely your self-constructed existence. What you perceive as 'I' is merely your understanding of 'nothingness'. I do not exist in any dimension, nor in any time. I am merely a projection of this nothingness, Feng Jing. Everything you see stems from your profound fascination with 'nothingness'."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently. This time, he didn't remain silent. Instead, he began to question the voice: "Does what you said mean that you have transcended all existence? Transcend all nothingness? You are just a part of nothingness, aren't you?"

The voice didn't respond immediately, but fell into a brief silence. Then, Feng Jing felt an invisible force approaching, as if the laws of the entire universe, all of space and time, were recondensing and converging towards an unimaginable core.

"You're wrong, Feng Jing." The voice finally rang out again. "I'm not a projection of nothingness, nor am I a part of it. I exist outside of 'nothingness', beyond all rules and definitions. What you understand as 'nothingness' is merely a constraint you've set for yourself. You've never truly seen that behind nothingness lies a completely different dimension."

Feng Jing's consciousness became increasingly confused. He felt a strong suction, as if something was pulling him out of this nothingness and pushing him towards the deeper darkness.

"You cannot escape," the voice said in a low voice. "You cannot surpass me because you have never left your own illusion. The 'crack' you see is merely a door I have opened for you, leading to a place you have never seen. Feng Jing, you will be trapped here forever, no matter how hard you struggle."

Suddenly, Feng Jing felt a violent tug, his consciousness ripped into countless fragments, instantly entering a more complex structure. At that moment, he saw an incredibly bizarre scene—innumerable fragments of the universe interwoven into a vast web, and behind each fragment lay endless possibilities.

He began to realize that he wasn't heading toward the end, but toward another beginning, a grander one. This wasn't the end, but the beginning of a mad rebirth. Feng Jing's consciousness grew increasingly hazy, but he could sense a power from the abyss, carrying him into an even crazier, unpredictable future.

The endless void began to spin, the boundary between time and space completely collapsed, and Feng Jing's consciousness was thrown into an existence that could never be imagined, as if he was no longer Feng Jing, but a collection of all possibilities.

Chapter 930: The Gap in Time and the Ultimate Reversal of Existence


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