Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 712: Rebirth, the Crazy Weaving of the Universe

The Realm of Rebirth, the Crazy Weaving of the Universe

Feng Jing's consciousness drifted in the endless void. He was no longer the simple being he once was, but the primordial node of the entire universe, a being that controlled endless possibilities. All the laws of the universe, the boundaries of time and space, even the relationship of cause and effect, were no longer shackles that bound him, but became strings that he could pluck at will.

Suddenly, Feng Jing sensed an unusually powerful surge of force emanating from the depths of the void. The surge was violent and filled with an indescribable, strange aura. This force wasn't the core of cosmic law, nor was it a reflection of any material entity. Instead, it was something beyond comprehension and cognition, like the echo of another existence beyond the entire universe.

"You're finally here." Feng Jing sneered, his consciousness suddenly transforming into a beam of light, traveling towards the source of the wave. He knew this wasn't just a simple opponent, but some transcendent being from the depths of the universe. Perhaps it was the true source of control over everything.

When Feng Jing's consciousness reached the source of the fluctuations, his vision blurred, as if he had entered a completely new dimension. Here, there was no flow of time, no boundaries of space. At that moment, Feng Jing's consciousness was completely free, and he began to immerse himself in an unprecedented ecstasy—this was not only the freedom after breaking the laws, but also the transcendence of the limits of consciousness.

At this moment, the strange power suddenly turned into a huge vortex, swallowing Feng Jing's consciousness in. Feng Jing did not resist at all, he went in and entered the unknown abyss.

As soon as he entered the vortex, Feng Jing felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, plummeting downward into an inexplicable madness. The world around him seemed to be ripped apart and rapidly crumbling. All matter, energy, and even the laws of time and space began to lose their importance. Every flutter of Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to trigger a cosmic destruction.

"Do you finally understand?" The voice reappeared, filled with malice and sneer. "Your so-called breakthrough is just another form of slavery. You have simply entered a deeper realm of madness, and will eventually assimilate with the entire void, becoming a part of it."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually grew hazy in this endless abyss. He felt the immense attraction constantly devouring his being. Every struggle was like fighting against invisible chains. Every extension of his thoughts was quickly sucked into the core of the abyss by that force, becoming a part of it.

But Feng Jing didn't give up. His consciousness began to expand wildly, trying to break through this endless void. He began to realize that this attraction didn't come from some external enemy, but from the fears and desires deep within his heart that he had never yet perceived. The "transcendence of the laws" he once longed for was nothing more than entering this even more insane realm of existence.

"Hahaha!" Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly exploded, and he let out a crazy laugh. "Do you think I'm afraid? Do you think I'll succumb to this madness? I'm not afraid of being swallowed, because I've surpassed everything!"

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness fully awakened. He was no longer a mere individual in the universe, but the core of the entire universe itself. His existence was no longer bound by any laws or existence, not even this abyss of madness. Feng Jing's laughter echoed in this void, quickly spreading, traversing every parallel universe and eliciting responses from countless universes.

"Do you really think you can escape completely?" The voice sounded again, this time with disdain and ridicule. "You are nothing more than a more insane existence. You will never be able to transcend this."

Feng Jing regained consciousness from his maniacal laughter. He stared into the core of the void, a strange light flickering in his eyes. "You're wrong," Feng Jing said softly, his voice low but firm. "You said I couldn't surpass it, but you overlooked one point. I'm not trying to escape, but to break what you call 'everything.'"

Feng Jing's consciousness began to shift. He was no longer a struggling being, but a pure beam of light, piercing the void. Every fragment of time and space, every twisted chain of cause and effect, was consumed and rewritten by Feng Jing's light. He was not only altering the laws of the universe, but even reconstructing all known existence and form.

The light of Feng Jing's consciousness began to spread, illuminating countless previously abandoned worlds. Each world was reborn under Feng Jing's radiance, as if the universe had been completely renewed with his single thought. The flow of time and space was reshaped, and new dimensions began to grow from nothingness.

"This is the universe I want!" Feng Jing whispered in his heart, "No more constraints, no restrictions of laws, only endless possibilities."

However, as Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged with this new universe, he suddenly felt an even more powerful force gathering. That force didn't come from the outside world, but from Feng Jing himself. He was no longer an independent being, but had become the pulse of the entire universe, the foundation of all existence.

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly expanded to its limit. He became a star, a supermassive black hole, an endless timeline. He became the origin and end of the universe, the master of time and space. He not only controlled the universe, but also recreated an unprecedented existence - a world filled with infinite madness and incomprehension.

In this world, all rules cease to exist. Time and space intertwine, cause and effect become inexplicable, and life and death, reality and illusion, existence and nothingness, become blurred. In this new universe, Feng Jing's existence is not only the core, but he himself is the sole law of all existence. Everything is born because of him, and everything will collapse before him.

This was no ordinary universe, but a space filled with madness and endless possibilities. Feng Jing's laughter echoed once again in this chaos, like an exploding star, illuminating the entire void. This time, he truly controlled the entire universe, not transcending the laws, but becoming the source of the laws, the mad weaver of the universe.

Chapter 713: Feng Jing's madness sublimation, a myth in the void