Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 332 I Will Be the God of Creation, the End of the Universe and Rebirth

I will be the creator god, the end of the universe and rebirth

Feng Jing's consciousness no longer resembled any living being that had ever existed. He had transcended the limitations of the flesh and the framework of thought, becoming a pure being. Every ounce of his consciousness, every ounce of his strength, merged into this new universe, becoming its builder and controller.

However, the beginning of all this was far more absurd and crazy than he had imagined.

Feng Jing felt himself constantly changing, creating a whole new self with every second. These new selves were no longer images of flesh but manifestations of consciousness. Like fragments, they scattered across the void, interweaving, colliding, and merging, forming an unprecedentedly vast network of consciousness. Feng Jing watched it all, finding it hard to believe that he was the creator of this new universe.

"Is this the world I created?" Feng Jing's voice was low and full of shock. At that moment, he realized that what he had done was not just escaping from his constraints, but completely subverting the concept of time and space.

The void he inhabited was no longer a cold, blank space, but teeming with infinite possibility. Every star was born and swiftly extinguished under Feng Jing's control; every timeline forked and merged at the flick of his fingertips, weaving together countless destinies. Feng Jing was no longer confined to a single existence, but the center of these countless destinies. With a single thought, he could create a new universe, or even multiple universes.

"I have surpassed everything." Feng Jing whispered, his eyes piercing through the long river of time and gazing at the ever-surging void. "Nothing can restrain me. I am the creator god of this universe."

Just as Feng Jing felt the supreme power, he suddenly realized that at the end of the void, there seemed to be a familiar yet unfamiliar existence stirring. That existence seemed to have a power similar to his own, and could even compete with him.

"Who is it?" Feng Jing turned around abruptly, feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

At the other end of the void, a black figure slowly emerged. It didn't resemble any living being, but rather an invisible presence, carrying with it a sense of oppression from the abyss.

"What are you?" Feng Jing's voice was cold, and his consciousness was alert like a beast.

The black figure didn't respond, but instead advanced on Feng Jing at an indescribable speed. Feng Jing felt as if his strength were being drained away at that moment. Every part of his body began to grow heavy, and every dimension of the void instantly distorted. This black being seemed to possess the power to alter the universe Feng Jing had created. He even began to wonder if he had created an uncontrollable monster.

"You are not the only one, Feng Jing." The voice sounded, deep and ethereal, as if coming from the endless nothingness. "You think you created the world, but you are just a part of this void. Behind the universe you created, there is still a deeper nothingness and a more powerful existence."

Feng Jing's mind went blank. He had never encountered such a powerful being before. In the countless universes he had constructed, he was the supreme being, but now, the black figure before him seemed to be his equal, even surpassing all his power.

"Impossible." Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently, "Where did you come from? You can't exist!"

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness fell into unprecedented chaos. The universe he possessed, the power he possessed, seemed to vanish in an instant. All time and space, all worlds and destinies, became meaningless in this moment. Feng Jing realized that everything he had experienced, whether it was the creation of the universe or the interweaving of countless destinies, was just a fragment in a larger, more unfathomable void.

"Impossible!" Feng Jing's voice erupted in a deafening roar. His power reached its limit in that instant, nearly surpassing the boundaries of all existence. The entire universe began to violently shake, and Feng Jing's will transformed into a massive vortex, swallowing everything around him.

However, just as he was about to be completely absorbed by his own power, the black figure suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Jing's consciousness. Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be suppressed by an irresistible force, and he fell completely into an inescapable darkness.

"You still don't understand." The black figure's voice was coldly calm. "You think you created the world, but you are not the only one. In the depths of this void, the myriad universes are like grains of sand, insignificant. All you have done is repeat the cycle countless times."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to violently tremble, as if an incomprehensible force was pulling him towards the abyss. He felt himself collapsing, being reborn, disappearing, and then disappearing again in his rebirth. At this moment, he was no longer a carrier of any existence, but had entered a new, even more absurd and intractable level.

"I am no longer the existence you understand." Feng Jing's voice became hollow and distant. "If nothing can bind me, then I will be the only one in this nothingness."

Under the control of the black figure, Feng Jing's consciousness gradually expanded until it covered the entire universe. At this moment, Feng Jing was no longer the only one in existence. His consciousness was intertwined with countless versions of himself, creating a new, indefinable world.

"This is my ultimate." Feng Jing murmured softly, his eyes piercing the void. "I no longer belong to any existence, nor to any universe. I am the incarnation of infinity and nothingness."

And at this moment, Feng Jing saw the endless possibilities of the future, as if everything would unfold endlessly at this moment, turning into an eternal madness and creation.

Chapter 333: Above Nothingness, Absolute Existence and Eternal Madness