Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 277 Lord of the Void, Feng Jing's Ultimate Transcendence

Lord of the Void, Feng Jing's Ultimate Transcendence

Feng Jing stood at the pinnacle of the universe, everything before him seeming like a dream. His consciousness had long since transcended all laws, becoming the sole being in the void, as if he were the "master" of the universe. He could sense the twinkle of every star, every fluctuation of energy, even the tiniest quantum shifts in the universe.

The universe was no longer a simple physical space; in Feng Jing's eyes, it had become more complex and abstract. The boundaries of time and space had long since vanished, and past and future intertwined before his eyes, forming a transcendent whole. He was no longer an individual entity in any particular universe, but the soul of the entire universe. All matter and nothingness danced under the guidance of his consciousness, like a never-ending scroll.

Yet, despite transcending all rules and limitations, Feng Jing did not cease. He felt a loneliness he had never experienced before, as if he had become the sole consciousness in an endless void, all creation and destruction, all life and death, and reincarnation, under his control. While this control brought him limitless power, it also left Feng Jing with a deep sense of emptiness.

"Is this the ultimate goal I'm pursuing?" Feng Jing muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty void. He wasn't thrilled, but rather a calm, thoughtful expression. He had completely broken free from the constraints of existence, yet he still couldn't escape the emptiness deep within.

In the universe, the cycle of all things began to blur. Feng Jing could see images of countless parallel universes, constantly interweaving and merging, becoming part of his consciousness. He had once believed that transcending all laws was the ultimate answer, but now he began to doubt whether the ultimate power he pursued could truly bring satisfaction.

He was no longer the Feng Jing who had struggled for survival, nor was he the individual who had striven to transcend fate and break free from its constraints. He had already stood at the pinnacle of the universe, and even the word "fate" had become pale and powerless in Feng Jing's eyes.

"Is this really the result I want?" Feng Jing asked himself again.

Just as Feng Jing was lost in thought, a strange voice suddenly came from the void.

"Feng Jing, your road has come to an end."

Feng Jing snapped back to his senses, his awareness rapidly expanding as he tried to locate the source of the voice. The voice carried an indescribable sense of oppression, as if something beyond his comprehension was quietly approaching.

"Who is talking?" Feng Jing asked in a low voice, with a hint of vigilance in his voice.

"I," the voice sounded again, with a solemn and cold tone, "I am an existence you have never seen before. I transcend all laws and dimensions, and I am the 'ultimate existence' that towers above the universe."

Feng Jing's heart was shocked. He had never heard such an unfathomable voice. It was as if the voice itself was some kind of "original power" of the universe, which made him feel an unprecedented threat.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing showed no sign of panic; his consciousness remained clear and calm. "You can transcend all dimensions and break all laws. Are you another me?"

The voice seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm. "You are very smart, Feng Jing, and you can actually guess some of the truth. But you are wrong. You are not me, and I am not you."

Feng Jing was silent for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Destruction?" Feng Jing frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

The voice explained slowly, "You believe you've transcended all laws, transcended all fate and constraints. But you don't realize that your power stems from an endless supply of destruction. What you've 'broken' isn't the law, but the foundation of all creation. When you transcend the boundaries of existence, transcending time and space, you've embarked on a path of no return."

Feng Jing's gaze gradually deepened. He was aware that his power wasn't "creation," but rather derived from a process of destruction and reconstruction. However, he had never deeply considered this question. Now, facing this mysterious voice, he realized that he might have already embarked on a path of no return.

"You said I was on the road to 'destruction'?" Feng Jing asked, with a hint of calm thought in his voice.

"Yes," the voice replied, "You are destroying all laws, destroying the order of the universe, and you think you are 'creating' a new world. But you don't know that everything you do is merely completing a cycle. Every universe will eventually be destroyed, and you are playing the role of 'Terminator' in this process."

Feng Jing was overwhelmed by mixed emotions after hearing this. He stood at the pinnacle of the universe, seemingly omnipotent, but at this moment, he began to realize whether everything he had done could really change anything, could it really bring about a new beginning?

"Then, how can I break out of this cycle?" Feng Jing asked in a deep voice.

The voice was filled with complex emotions. "The 'transcendence' you seek is not the answer. True transcendence should break all reincarnation and bondage, rather than being trapped in an endless cycle of destruction. If you hope to change all this, you must find true 'creation', not 'destruction'."

Feng Jing was silent for a moment, pondering. He had transcended all laws and stood at the pinnacle of the universe, so why could he not feel true satisfaction? Was the "ultimate power" he sought truly so empty?

He began to reflect on his own path and it was time to make a real choice.

Chapter 278: The End of Nothingness, Feng Jing's Ultimate Choice