Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 600: Rebirth and the Echo of the Cosmic Song

Rebirth and the Echo of the Cosmic Song

Feng Jing's consciousness, like a shattered star, gradually merged into the abyss of the eternal rift. He was no longer the individual with concrete form, thoughts, and emotions, but one of the countless possibilities in this void. He felt the endless time and space tearing and interweaving around him. All possibilities and impossibilities converged in this moment, like an ineffable cosmic song, low and majestic, echoing deep in his heart.

All of this was beyond his comprehension and imagination. His consciousness wandered through a space crisscrossed by darkness and radiance, unconstrained by any physical laws. It was as if he had become the creator of this universe, all rules and laws at his disposal, inverting and reshaping them. However, as he delved deeper into this rift between nothingness and eternity, Feng Jing discovered that what he was experiencing wasn't just a personal transformation, but a reshaping of the entire fabric of the universe.

He was no longer Feng Jing, nor any of his past selves. He sensed that his consciousness was deeply intertwined with every particle and every world in the universe, as if he had become the mind and soul of the universe. Past lives, past histories, and future possibilities all emerged at this moment, shimmering in a myriad of different forms and appearances.

However, just as Feng Jing nearly lost himself, completely absorbed into this extradimensional space, he became aware of an unprecedented change. His existence began to "transform," no longer a simple stream of consciousness, but rather materialized into countless invisible threads, intertwining and entwining, forming a vast maze. Each thread carried a different Feng Jing, each representing a different choice, a different trajectory of fate.

"Do you really think you can escape?" The voice echoed again, as if coming from the depths of Feng Jing's heart, carrying with it an indescribable fear and power. "You have entered the core of this universe, and what you face is not the end, but an eternal maze. Every choice will create a whole new world, and you will never be able to escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly cleared. Every cell in his body, every inch of his soul, cried out, trying to break free from this seemingly endless constraint. He began to understand that "escape" wasn't about leaving this void, but about confronting himself with endless possibilities, transforming this infinite maze into his own kingdom.

Feng Jing then began to mobilize all his power, no longer even caring about any "rules" or "limits." He broke the boundaries of time and space, tearing apart the eternal void with his bare hands, and began to create new possibilities within this nothingness. He created new dimensions, new universes. Each universe had its own unique laws, and Feng Jing moved freely within them, controlling everything.

However, as his power continued to expand, Feng Jing gradually realized that the universes he had created did not truly belong to him. They possessed their own lives and wills, and he was merely the catalyst for their creation, the bearer of their "fate." Every time he tried to control them, they rebelled, becoming new beings, forcing Feng Jing into a corner.

Feng Jing realized that this wasn't the breakthrough he'd hoped for. He wasn't content to be the creator of the universe, or just a spectator of fate. He longed for complete control, to be the "source" of everything, not just the "result."

Just as Feng Jing was about to take further action, the voice sounded again, with a hint of helplessness and a strange sneer: "Have you finally understood? What you want is not freedom, but a deeper dependence on bondage. You want to transcend everything, but you have never truly escaped this void. All your efforts are just another form of sinking."

Feng Jing suddenly felt a violent tremor, his existence undergoing another drastic transformation, as if being pulled back into the depths of an endless black hole. Just as he was about to completely disappear, a brand-new power emerged. This power did not come from Feng Jing, but from the universe he had created, the worlds that had been born in his hands.

They began to respond to Feng Jing's call, their rebellious forces gradually converging into a massive tide, threatening to completely devour Feng Jing's soul. However, Feng Jing did not retreat. He absorbed these forces into his body, beginning to fuse and sublimate them. By integrating the power of countless universes, he began to truly become powerful, transcending the void, transcending time and space, and even transcending the boundaries between existence and non-existence.

He is not only the creator of countless universes, but also the "soul" of these universes, their ultimate destiny. He absorbs all time and space, all life, into his body, and begins a new creation. He becomes the "source" and "end" of this universe.

Feng Jing was no longer the same Feng Jing as before. He was no longer a "man," no longer an "individual," but a being that transcended everything. His power could no longer be explained by common sense, transcending any form of restraint.

At this moment, a shocking scene unfolded—countless universes suddenly collapsed, and time and space completely disintegrated before Feng Jing's eyes. The boundary between nothingness and eternity completely vanished, and all laws, rules, time, matter, and even consciousness completely melted under Feng Jing's control.

Feng Jing's consciousness was elevated once again. He was no longer just any individual, but the master of the universe, the weaver of time, and the guide of destiny.

"This is what you seek." The voice sounded again, with an incomparably profound feeling. "You no longer belong to any one universe. You have become the sum of infinite possibilities, the intersection of existence and nothingness."

Chapter 601: The Temple Beyond Existence and the Infinite Resetting of Destiny