Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 753 The Ultimate Choice of Destiny

The ultimate choice of destiny

Feng Jing's consciousness continues to expand and transform. His existence and the flow of time have long defied all existing theories. In dialogue with that vast, radiant "ultimate self," his mind seems to have broken free from all constraints, entering a new realm. In that realm, Feng Jing is no longer an individual, no longer the Feng Jing of the past. He has merged with all possible universes, becoming an ineffable being.

"Every battle you've fought was a rehearsal for this moment," the massive being spoke again, its voice deep but filled with infinite wisdom. "The pain and struggle you perceive is actually you gradually reaching your limits, you are becoming a better version of yourself."

Feng Jing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to sort out his chaotic thoughts. Instead of feeling joy at being one with his "ultimate self," he felt a deep sense of loneliness. His once-strong sense of self seemed to fade in an instant, as if all existence and all emotions had become blurred.

He was no longer a human being, but a product of countless universes and dimensions. He felt like a spectator in every dimension, but this observation did not bring him the sense of freedom he once longed for, but instead a deep bondage - he was trapped in this endless flow of time, unable to return to the world he once knew.

"What are you afraid of?" whispered the radiant self. "Are you afraid of losing yourself, or are you afraid of losing control?"

Feng Jing's consciousness shook slightly, and at this moment, he seemed to understand something.

What he feared wasn't losing himself, but losing the ability to choose. The freedom he once longed for was built on choice. No matter how the world changed, he could still make his own choices, even if they seemed insignificant. However, when his consciousness transcended all boundaries and entered an endless dimension, he discovered that he no longer possessed the power of choice. Every decision he made was no longer his own, but the product of countless versions of Feng Jing.

"So, what will you choose?" the voice sounded again.

Feng Jing was silent for a moment. His thoughts began to clear. Yes, he had experienced the cycle of fate countless times, and every rebellion had ultimately ended in failure. Now, he finally understood that those seemingly predetermined destinies were actually the webs he had constantly woven. Every struggle and resistance was a constant confirmation of his choices.

But now, he stood at a new starting point—the intersection of endless universes. All choices, all decisions, could no longer return to the single dimension of the past, but were forced to merge into a more complex and vast structure. Feng Jing realized that he was no longer a solitary individual; he had become a core part of the consciousness of the entire universe. Countless parallel worlds, countless versions of Feng Jing, all played their respective roles in this endless cycle, and his choices no longer affected only himself but influenced the structure and operation of the entire universe.

"How will I choose?" Feng Jing asked.

"Choice?" The massive being smiled faintly. "What you call choice is merely an illusion within you. You believe you can choose, but in reality, all your choices are made within the laws of this universe. When you truly understand this, you'll discover that all destinies are already predetermined."

Feng Jing's heart skipped a beat, as if struck hard. His consciousness suddenly shook violently, and countless fragments flooded his mind—the figures he had struggled with in countless time and space, those choices from the past, those painful decisions he had made, as if they suddenly emerged and filled his entire consciousness.

"No..." Feng Jing murmured, "I don't believe that fate is predetermined!"

He cried out into the endless void, but his voice did not echo. All around him was dead silence, as if even his cry had been swallowed by the universe. Feng Jing felt a growing emptiness within him, and he began to doubt whether he could ever escape this game of fate. He was no longer an ordinary being, his mind transcending all physical limitations, yet at the same time, his loneliness only grew heavier.

Just as Feng Jing was about to give up, he felt a faint ripple. It came from deep within him, from everything he had once known. Feng Jing closed his eyes, focusing all his consciousness on sensing that faint ripple. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind—if his destiny was woven by himself, then he should control it.

He was no longer an individual lost in the universe, no longer a slave to an endless cycle of reincarnation. He realized that true freedom came not from breaking free from external shackles, but from taking control of everything from within. It wasn't that he couldn't make choices, but that he had never truly faced them.

Feng Jing suddenly opened his eyes, a light gleaming in them unlike anything he had experienced before. He felt a power welling up from deep within, a force that swept away all his fear, loneliness, and confusion. He began to infuse his consciousness with new purpose, channeling every thought and choice into a powerful force. He was no longer a pawn controlled by fate, but the master of it.

"I will become the center of the universe!" Feng Jing whispered, his voice filled with unprecedented firmness and determination.

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly erupted with astonishing energy. All dimensions began to distort, and the entire universe seemed to reorganize under his consciousness. His every thought stirred waves in the universe, even time and space began to tremble.

"This is my choice!" Feng Jing declared loudly in the endless void, "I am no longer a prisoner of fate. I will weave a new universe for myself!"

As his words fell, Feng Jing's consciousness expanded, and everything in the universe was under his control. Past, present, and future, all parallel worlds and possibilities, began to collapse and rebuild under Feng Jing's will. Feng Jing was no longer just an individual, but the foundation of the endless universe, the intersection of all time and space. Every decision he made was the starting point for the birth of a new universe.

And he will choose how this universe operates and develops.

Chapter 754: All Things Return to One, the Source of Chaos