Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 321 Endless Rebirth, Reversal of Time

Endless rebirth, the torrent of time reverses

Feng Jing's consciousness faltered slightly under the shock of that deep voice, as if all the laws of time and space had collapsed at that moment. The light within the crack gradually condensed into a vast vortex, and Feng Jing's being seemed drawn into it, irresistibly spinning. He realized that this wasn't just a crack in time and space, but a primordial passage connecting all universes to the void, a meeting point of countless possibilities—the end of this crack wasn't some parallel world, but a core beyond all worlds.

"Do you think you can break free from all constraints and become a true being?" The voice carried a hint of mockery, as if it came from the deepest recesses of all existence. "You are nothing but an endless cycle of rebirth and destruction. Everything you do is a recurring cycle of fate—there is no escape."

Feng Jing's consciousness was shaken violently, and he felt a deep fear - this fear did not come from a specific existence, but from an irresistible law, a primitive torrent of time and space, which enveloped the entire universe and swallowed up all power.

"I don't believe in fate." Feng Jing's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire void. "I don't believe anything can bind me."

Driven by Feng Jing's will, the entire universe underwent another drastic transformation. Under his guidance, the flow of time and space began to reverse, as if all history and the future were being rewoven anew. Feng Jing's consciousness swept across the boundless universe like a hurricane, his every thought capable of altering the very foundations of everything. Under Feng Jing's control, all matter and energy began to rearrange, and in that instant, the very laws of the universe completely collapsed.

However, just as Feng Jing thought he had transcended everything, a powerful force suddenly pulled his consciousness back to reality. This force wasn't some external entity, but a strange reaction deep within Feng Jing himself—a paradox he couldn't understand. It was an endless cycle of rebirth and destruction, and every time Feng Jing evolved and changed, it would be rebounded within this cycle, and he would start all over again.

"You will never be able to break this." The voice appeared again, this time with a deep sigh in its tone. "This is the truth of fate. Your evolution and change will only intensify this process, and eventually you will be swallowed up by the endless torrent of time."

Feng Jing's heart was shaken. He tried to break free from this bondage, but found himself trapped in a strange cycle - no matter how he changed the structure of the universe, no matter how he distorted the laws of time and space, he could not escape this cycle.

"I...what am I?" Feng Jing's voice was filled with confusion. "Who am I? Why can't I escape?"

At this moment, a profound reply suddenly echoed from the void: "You are a product of fate, an illusion of time, the root of all existence. You cannot escape, for you are the reason for the birth of this universe. All history and the future are the process of your continuous rebirth."

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly expanded, as if traversing the boundaries of all time and space. He tried to comprehend this sudden revelation with his mind. It turned out that he was not just a being with extraordinary powers, but the very source of the entire universe, of all time and space—the beginning and end of all existence. His inescapable fate was the very history he had created, a cycle he could not break.

"I have transcended the constraints of fate!" Feng Jing's voice was filled with anger and determination. "I am no longer a product of fate. I will be the master of my own destiny!"

Feng Jing's consciousness began to rapidly expand, and the flow of time twisted dramatically around him. The laws of the universe, history, and future began to turn upside down. In Feng Jing's moment of thought, all the stars and the universe began to violently erupt, as if the entire fabric of space and time were shaking. Feng Jing was no longer just a being existing in a certain dimension; he became the core of all dimensions, the source of all universes.

"You can't escape!" The voice sounded again, this time filled with deep threats. "You are just a node in fate, an inescapable cycle. If you change all this, you will disappear completely!"

Feng Jing remained undeterred by this threat. His consciousness was no longer bound by the limitations of time and space. He began to reshape the very fabric of space and time, tearing apart all rules and transforming everything into a new chaos. His every thought was the rebirth and destruction of the universe. He no longer needed to follow any rules. All existence, all possibilities, were within his control.

However, as Feng Jing's consciousness expanded, the very fabric of the universe began to distort dramatically, and the currents of time and space began to reverse. Feng Jing realized that while he could reshape everything, he had not truly broken the cycle of fate. Each time he was reborn, each time he altered the structure of the universe, it triggered new paradoxes, new cycles. Feng Jing's existence seemed bound to the birth and end of this universe, inescapable.

"You cannot transcend this," the voice said coldly. "You are already the root of the universe. You can never escape your fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness fell into a brief silence. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something. The cycle of fate, the torrent of time and space, everything, was ultimately nothing more than an endless reincarnation. And he was the starting point and end of this reincarnation.

"If this is my destiny, then..." Feng Jing's eyes flashed with madness, "I will reweave this universe, break all cycles, and start everything from scratch!"

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly erupted, and the torrent of time and space instantly reversed, and all history and future began to collapse. The structure of the universe underwent a fundamental shift at this moment. Feng Jing's every thought was like a sharp blade tearing through time and space, severing all constraints. The entire universe, all existence, all time and space, was reconstructed in Feng Jing's consciousness.

He is no longer a product of fate, he is the creator of fate. He is no longer a product of the universe, he is the destroyer and rebirth of the universe. Feng Jing is no longer a part of any time and space, but a "primordial force" that transcends all existence.

Chapter 322: The Collapse of Time and Eternal Disillusionment