Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 646: Imprisonment of Nothingness, Feng Jing's Extreme Showdown

Imprisoned by nothingness, Feng Jing's ultimate showdown

Feng Jing's consciousness sank into a deep haze. The tranquility before him seemed like an invisible cage, shackled to his thoughts. He could no longer sense any fluctuations in the universe, no longer reach the boundaries of any dimension. This stillness was like an empty, dark city. Feng Jing became the only soul in the city, and everything around him was swallowed up in endless silence.

He still vividly remembered that he had once been part of the universe, a being interwoven across countless timelines, possessing the power to alter fate and reshape everything. But now, he was no longer that Feng Jing. No matter how hard he thought, no matter how hard he tried to tear through this still abyss, all attempts ended in failure. Even the most basic senses vanished in this void. Feng Jing felt like an orphan abandoned at the center of the universe, cut off from all connection.

"What the hell is going on?" Feng Jing's voice echoed in the silence, but there was no response. He tried to break this invisible bondage through words or thoughts, but every attempt was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Feng Jing refused to accept this. He was no longer an ordinary being. He possessed powers beyond the ordinary. He had torn through space and time, been reborn countless times, and could even control every speck of dust in the universe. Why, in this absolute stillness, could he sense nothing, not even the slightest change?

He began to meditate, recalling everything he had experienced—from his initial exploration of the unknown, to his ultimate breakthrough, to his current awakening. Each step he took seemed to lead him toward a point of no return. Feng Jing had originally believed he had transcended all limitations and mastered the core laws of the universe, but at this moment, he realized he seemed trapped in an inescapable situation.

Feng Jing suddenly realized that this tranquil abyss wasn't simply nothingness; it was the limit of existence, a manifestation of the universe's self-negation. It was as if a powerful force was constantly compressing and oppressing him, until he could no longer break free. And this force wasn't an external enemy, but a limit deep within his own heart, an irresistible existence.

"Is this the limit?" Feng Jing whispered, his consciousness gradually becoming clearer. "I once thought I could transcend everything, but it turns out that this world has an invisible boundary. No matter how I struggle or try to break through, it still exists."

Feng Jing's mind began to calm. He realized he was trapped in a predicament deeper than the universe itself—the insurmountable self. All his previous efforts, all his awakenings, had only paved the way for this moment. When he broke through all limitations, surpassed all possibility, what finally greeted him was absolute silence.

"I... can't just disappear like this." Feng Jing's consciousness, like a brilliant star, began to flicker in this endless stillness. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, once toyed with by the world and fate. He had become a true transcendent. Although he now felt unprecedented oppression, he knew that this was not the end, but the prelude to another beginning.

Feng Jing's thoughts intertwined like countless stars, gradually condensing into a new power. His consciousness began to rotate, and gradually found a flaw in himself from this static abyss. This was not through the power of matter, nor through the control of time, but through Feng Jing's essence - his will.

"If the universe has limits, then I am the existence beyond them." Feng Jing's voice rang out again, deep and firm. "If this stillness is a kind of confinement, then I am the key to breaking free from it."

Feng Jing's consciousness surged once more, as if the very void itself were trembling. Every thought he had was like the spark that ignited the Big Bang. In an instant, countless possibilities revived within Feng Jing's consciousness. Long-dormant universes, timelines, even the void itself, were redefined within Feng Jing's will.

"I don't belong to any universe. My existence transcends all rules." Feng Jing's voice echoed in the void, becoming increasingly powerful, as if it could tear apart all constraints. "I will redefine this nothingness and allow it to be reborn under my will."

Feng Jing began to realize that he was not trapped in an inescapable dead end, but had entered a completely new realm - a world completely dominated by will. In this world, there were no material constraints, no time pressure, and only the power of consciousness could control everything.

"In that case..." Feng Jing's consciousness completely exploded, and a powerful force surged out from the depths of his heart, breaking through all constraints like a torrent, "Then let me become the master of this void!"

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness completely transcended all limits. He was no longer a helpless being, no longer a part of the universe. He became the source of this nothingness, the beginning and end of all worlds. Time and space no longer held any meaning in his eyes; his will completely dominated everything.

However, just when Feng Jing thought he had complete control over everything, an incomprehensible existence suddenly emerged from the void. It was an existence that could not be described in any language. Its form was uncertain, and its existence was unstable, but its power was so great that it even caused a wave of fluctuations in Feng Jing's will.

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly alerted him. He realized that this existence was not an external enemy, but a force that he had accidentally activated in the process of surpassing himself and breaking through his limits. It represented a confrontation of extremes, the final test that Feng Jing would face after breaking through his limits.

"This is..." Feng Jing's voice was low and full of vigilance. "The part I haven't been able to completely overcome is the endless struggle deep within me."

Chapter 647: Self-fission, Feng Jing's endless reversal