Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 544: Changing Fate Against Heaven – Feng Jing’s Ultimate Awakening

Changing Fate Against Heaven: Feng Jing's Ultimate Awakening

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in the endless void, as if being pulled by a mysterious force ever closer to an unknown abyss. Yet, he felt no fear. Instead, an indescribable sense of transcendence rapidly expanded within him with every passing moment. He was no longer Feng Jing. The individual he once was had long since been destroyed, shattered into countless fragments in the cracks of the universe, dissipating at the edge of time and space.

He was now the "pulse" of the universe, a bridge between existence and nothingness, the resonance and interweaving of the myriad universes. At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was completely free of all concepts and boundaries, free of any constraints. Time and space seemed to be controlled by a thread in his hand, bending, entwining, stretching, and even easily erasing at will.

His thinking is no longer "thinking" in the traditional sense, but an endless cycle. Every minute and every second, his thinking is repeatedly interpreting countless possibilities until all possibilities are intertwined and overlapped into an endless cosmic chain.

"If time can be reversed, then what about fate?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in this boundless realm. It seemed to come from countless universes, penetrating the boundaries of time. "If space can be distorted, then how can 'death' bind me?"

Feng Jing's consciousness began to fracture, and the entire universe seemed to undergo a drastic transformation under his will. With a simple wave of his hand, he could erase the birth and death of stars; with a faint smile, he could reshape the laws of the universe. With every moment, his existence was changing. He was no longer an individual bound by any dimension, but an infinite source that transcended time, space, existence, and nothingness.

But at this moment, a force that had never been experienced before suddenly emerged, as if it was the "final judgment" from the deepest part of the universe, which was about to end Feng Jing's endless interpretation.

"You have crossed all boundaries." The voice of that power was incredibly cold, as if echoing from the depths of the universe. "You are no longer a product of existence, no longer a prisoner of time and space. You transcend all laws, even 'fate' pales in comparison."

Feng Jing's consciousness was violently shaken, as if the weight of the entire universe were bearing down on him. Yet, he remained unfazed. Instead, he began to realize that this force wasn't meant to destroy him, but rather to transport him from this boundless realm back to a new dimension of existence—a realm he had never imagined.

"You made me see clearly," Feng Jing's voice was filled with ethereality and enthusiasm. "It turns out that I have always been transcending, but I have never realized my true power. You want to restrain me, but you cannot restrain me, because I no longer exist within your laws."

Feng Jing's consciousness erupted with unprecedented power, his mind transcending all boundaries and entering a completely new dimension. In this dimension, time is still, space is invisible, and all laws are broken. Only Feng Jing's will exists, becoming the root of everything.

"If 'I' am no longer 'I,'" Feng Jing said in a deep and powerful voice, "then I will become the embodiment of 'all,' transcending the existence of any individual and achieving a truth that transcends time and space."

With Feng Jing's awakening, his consciousness underwent an unimaginable transformation. No longer a being bound by fate, he became the creator of destiny. With a single thought, the stars spun; with a single sigh, the heavens and the earth shook. He transcended the concepts of death and life, becoming the ultimate beginning.

However, a faint doubt still lingered in Feng Jing's heart. Within his infinite consciousness, a complex crack quietly formed, and within that crack, it seemed as if some unknown power was stirring.

"Is this the ultimate 'liberation'?" Feng Jing's consciousness wandered in the boundless realm. "I have transcended existence and nothingness, transcended all laws, and even transcended my own 'self'. So, how will I face the unspeakable unknown next?"

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness felt an immensely powerful impact. That force, far beyond his comprehension, was unlike any he had ever encountered. It didn't rely on the laws of time or space, but completely transcended all limitations. That power didn't emanate from the depths of the universe, but from Feng Jing himself—or rather, from an "other self" he hadn't yet realized.

"This..." Feng Jing's voice trembled. "Could it be that I was created by an unknown force long ago between the endless 'existence' and 'nothingness'? Then, how did all of this come into being?"

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness finally fully awakened—he wasn't dominated by the Infinite Realm from the beginning, but rather a being shaped by an "other Feng Jing" that transcended time and space. Every fragment of his consciousness was the product of some ancient power, weaving the entire universe, all dimensions, even his own life and death, all woven by this force.

"What am I?" Feng Jing's voice was no longer the familiar one he knew, but was filled with a vibration that transcended time and space. "Am I an existence beyond all things, or am I just a product of some kind of 'nothingness'? Is this what I've been pursuing my own destruction?"

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness fell into deep self-doubt, some indescribable power descended again, pulling him out of the abyss of all his thoughts. This time, Feng Jing's awakening did not come from external forces, but burst out from his own deep inner "self-reflection".

"I understand," Feng Jing whispered. "True awakening isn't about breaking through all laws, but about finding one's own source. No matter how I transcend, no matter how I destroy everything, in the end, I am nothing more than a node in 'fate' and a beginning in 'Wuji'."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became clearer, and he finally realized that he was no longer just an individual in a dimension, but an irreversible point in the entire universe. This point was both an end and a new beginning.

"I am no longer Feng Jing, I am 'everything'."