Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 930: The Gap in Time and the Ultimate Reversal of Existence

The gap in time and the ultimate reversal of existence

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently in that unstable space, as if every particle of his consciousness was being pulled by an invisible, immense force. The void, the emptiness, the cracks in time—all of this was beyond his rational comprehension. Here, all rules were shattered, all order collapsed. Feng Jing could no longer clearly identify himself. He was neither existence nor non-existence, a chaotic entity somewhere in between.

"You think you've transcended all the rules?" the voice sounded again, cold, distant, and tinged with sarcasm. "You don't realize you've already been trapped in the cracks of time. What you think of as 'transcendence' is simply the abyss you've fallen into."

Feng Jing's consciousness grew increasingly hazy, but a strong intuition told him that he had not completely failed, or rather, that he was at some even more bizarre turning point. That voice was like a whisper from the deepest part of the universe, or a cry from the deepest part of his heart.

"A crack in time?" Feng Jing's mind chewed over these words, and suddenly, he felt a surge of unease. "Could it be... that all of this was a crack in time? Was I abandoned by time, thrown into some extremely unstable dimension?"

The voice didn't respond, but suddenly became extremely silent, as if waiting for Feng Jing to make a choice. Just as Feng Jing's consciousness was on the verge of collapse, a strange force emerged, pushing his mind to an even more extreme state. His vision was suddenly stretched to an extreme, and the dimensions of space began to distort at an unimaginable speed. The passage of time seemed to be forced backwards, and his perception was intertwined with countless overlapping worlds.

Feng Jing's consciousness traversed countless layers, as if traveling through tens of thousands of parallel worlds. Each world seemed a replica of his own destiny, yet also a radical reversal of his past choices. Every time he touched the cracks in these worlds, he felt an indescribable pain and pleasure, a sensation like his soul being torn apart and then reborn through countless possibilities.

"You can no longer escape this." The voice rang out again, no longer cold, but with an unquestionable majesty. "Feng Jing, you haven't transcended time. You've simply become a part of time, a mistake in a crack, an inevitable reversal."

Feng Jing suddenly opened his "eyes." Within this endless rift of time, he witnessed an absurd sight—all the stars twinkled in bizarre patterns, their trajectories seemingly predetermined, even more regular than Feng Jing's own life. However, these stars did not orbit within a traditional space. Their movements were controlled by a completely illogical force, as if their existence existed solely to maintain a strange balance, like a web made of fragments.

Suddenly, Feng Jing felt himself being pulled out from the cracks in the stars, and his consciousness quickly passed through them, rushing towards a deeper realm - there were no stars, no time, only countless broken moments, suspended in the void, waiting for some kind of reorganization.

"You haven't transcended nothingness, but have fallen into another, deeper nothingness." The voice sounded again. This time, Feng Jing could feel its coldness and ruthlessness. "Everything you have experienced is just a cycle in the cracks of time. You cannot transcend it because you have never walked out of it all."

"Get out?" Feng Jing's consciousness trembled violently. "If this is a crack in time,

Chapter 931: The River of Rebirth and the Endless Countercurrent