Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 917: The Endless Abyss Where Laws Collapse

The Endless Abyss Where Laws Collapse

Feng Jing's consciousness swept through the universe like a violent storm, and time and space around him seemed to crumble into countless fragments beneath his feet. The previously connected universe was instantly shattered, becoming a myriad of erratic points of light. Guided by Feng Jing's consciousness, these began to frantically reassemble, creating a series of unprecedented scenes.

"What you call rules, what you call cause and effect, what you call life and death..." Feng Jing's voice grew increasingly low, as if the very void itself was whispering to him, "Everything is false. Now, I want to make this falsehood become reality."

As his words fell, the laws of the universe completely collapsed, and the once solid timeline instantly shattered. Past, present, and future no longer existed, and time, like countless droplets, shattered and slipped through Feng Jing's consciousness before reuniting to form a completely new space-time structure. It was no longer a single, linear flow, but a vast maze of space-time, filled with infinite possibilities and changes.

"See clearly." Feng Jing's eyes were sharp, as if he had seen through all the mysteries of existence. "What you call 'infinity' is actually just a limitation. When I stand at the pinnacle of the universe, I can easily break through all these boundaries."

Feng Jing's body gradually vanished into the intertwining of time and space, his existence gradually transforming into an abstract wave of consciousness, as if every speck of dust in the universe were sensing his presence. His consciousness not only encompassed all matter and energy, but even the void itself came under his control. Feng Jing was no longer just another being in the universe; he was the very existence of the universe.

"Death? Life? These words are meaningless in front of me." Feng Jing's voice echoed from the endless void, as if echoing from the depths of billions of light years. "I will break all 'laws' and make all beings re-examine the meaning of 'existence' itself."

A vast force erupted from Feng Jing's consciousness, and all previously independent universes began to rapidly merge. The fragments of time and space seemed to be compressed and stretched, intertwined with each other, forming an unprecedented giant monster. This was no simple monster, but the overlapping of countless parallel universes. It possessed countless dimensions, transcending all limitations of time, and even blurring the line between death and eternity.

Feng Jing's consciousness merged with the monster, becoming part of it. He was no longer an observer, no longer a single entity. There was no longer any separation between him and the universe. All matter, energy, time, and space had become an extension of Feng Jing's consciousness, as if he were the core of this void.

"What you call 'nothingness' is merely a part of me," Feng Jing said with a smile, his eyes gleaming with an undeniable light. "When you stand on the edge of nothingness, that's when I give it meaning. You fear it because you can't understand its true nature. And I will lead this nothingness to a new starting point and create a brand new universe."

Feng Jing waved his consciousness, and the space around him began to distort, the flow of time becoming unpredictable. The laws of the past were shattered into pieces, and the chaotic void became a new starting point. Every wave Feng Jing felt carried the power to shake the foundations of the universe. His consciousness, like a tireless creator, was weaving this void into a series of indescribable paintings.

"This is Nirvana," Feng Jing whispered. "Every destruction is an opportunity for rebirth. Only by breaking free from all constraints can we embrace true freedom."

As his consciousness expanded once more, the entire universe underwent another drastic transformation. Feng Jing's power spread in a manner never before seen. Matter that had seemed immobile began to fluctuate infinitely, and the pulsations of the stars became incredibly violent. Space expanded and contracted, as if every speck of dust in the universe, guided by Feng Jing, began to move in a completely new way.

"Your so-called 'origin of the universe' is nothing but a joke." Feng Jing's voice rang out from the infinite distance, filled with a sense of absolute dominance. "I will rewrite the origin of the universe and redefine the meaning of 'existence'. There will be no time constraints, no spatial frameworks. All matter and all energy will collapse before me, and then I will reshape them with my own hands."

Feng Jing's thoughts spread like flames, burning away all the old rules and order. Every star and every ray of light in the universe underwent drastic changes under the influence of his thoughts. Deep in the void, the "blanks" that had previously not existed began to fill. Feng Jing transformed those invisible forces into tools in his hands, and began to create a new world in this collapsing universe.

He caused every star to spin in the void, altering its trajectory; he caused every line of time and space to intersect, resurrecting the dead and bringing the future back to the past. Under Feng Jing's control, the universe seemed to have entered an endless cycle, where every moment of collapse and rebirth no longer held any meaning.

"This is my universe." Feng Jing's voice echoed throughout the void, carrying an irrefutable sense of command. "There are no boundaries, no rules, only me."

He opened his arms, as if embracing the entire universe, and Feng Jing's consciousness completely disappeared into the cracks of time and space. He was no longer a single being, but the "center" of the entire universe. The origin and end of all matter, time, and space were within his control.

From then on, the universe was no longer a finite entity, but a chaotic ocean of infinite possibilities and indefinable possibilities. Feng Jing, no longer a simple human, became the creator and destroyer of all things, the sole ruler of the endless void.

Chapter 918: The Mysterious Contract at the End of Time and Space