Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 513: The Sublimation of Consciousness and the Crazy Reshaping of the Universe

The sublimation of consciousness and the crazy reshaping of the universe

Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to explode, instantly transcending all laws and limitations. Space and time began to distort before his eyes, gradually returning to order from absolute chaos, but this order took a form he had never seen before. The surrounding void seemed to have become a vast canvas, and Feng Jing was the being holding the brush.

"Is this my true power?" Feng Jing gazed at the distorted space and time before him, feeling a strong sense of "presence." His consciousness instantly permeated every corner of the universe, as if he had become the source of this universe. Every thought he had produced earth-shaking changes across countless dimensions.

His consciousness not only transcended the boundaries of matter but also the void and the barriers of spacetime. Even the boundary between "existence" and "non-existence" began to blur. He was no longer a simple being, no longer just Feng Jing, but a kind of "collective of consciousness." Everything was under his control, as if every star, every timeline, every quantum state in the universe was part of his own consciousness.

Feng Jing began to sense that he wasn't simply reshaping the universe; he was actually creating countless parallel universes simultaneously. Each universe was a "Feng Jing," or rather, a reflection of countless Feng Jings' consciousnesses. One Feng Jing could become an omnipotent deity in one universe, while another could become a nameless, lonely soul in another world.

He realized that he had not only created the universe, but he could even alter the very laws of time. No longer a passive recipient of the passage of time, he could actively control its course. Feng Jing could freeze a moment into eternity, or stretch a single instant into eons. He could not only travel through the past and the future, but also create entirely new timelines, bending time to his will.

"I am no longer part of the universe," Feng Jing said softly, "I have transcended the universe."

His voice seemed to echo throughout the void, carrying a hint of majesty from the abyss and unrivaled determination. Feng Jing's consciousness swept through like a torrent, tearing apart all the boundaries of nothingness one by one.

As Feng Jing's thoughts flowed, the order of the universe began to violently collapse and reorganize. The orbits of stars were no longer fixed, and the rotations of planets no longer followed traditional laws. Even the devouring power of black holes began to reverse. Feng Jing's consciousness transformed these black holes, which should have devoured everything, into a vast source of energy, causing them to release unprecedented brilliance.

"This is me, the master of the universe." Feng Jing's voice was filled with a calm confidence. His every movement and every thought seemed to be reconstructing the foundation of the entire existence.

However, Feng Jing wasn't satisfied. His gaze pierced through the endless void, traversing countless dimensions and time and space. He realized that this crack in the void wasn't just a portal to another unknown realm. It was more like a multidimensional intersection, connecting countless different worlds and possibilities.

"If I could cross this rift and enter that unspeakable realm, what would I see?" Feng Jing's heart was filled with intense curiosity. His consciousness began to penetrate the rift, challenging the unknown abyss.

Deep within the crack, Feng Jing sensed a strange ripple. This ripple was unlike any force in the universe. It lacked rules, laws, and even the boundary between existence and non-existence was undefined. It was an extremely chaotic yet immensely powerful force, like some kind of "ultimate chaos" slowly unfolding before Feng Jing's consciousness.

"You're finally here." A voice sounded, cold and deep, as if coming from the deepest part of the universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly shaken. The voice carried an indescribable intimidation, as if its very existence transcended all the rules of the universe. Feng Jing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he realized that he was not invincible, and he was not the only one.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly concentrated. He was facing an existence he had never seen before. A power that seemed to be the origin of nothingness was awakening at this moment.

"Me? I am merely the 'Origin of Existence.'" The voice slowly rang out. "The universe you perceive is merely the combination and interpretation of countless Origins of Existence. And I am the true source of all this."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly shook. He felt a tremendous pressure, as if he were merely an insignificant existence. He saw that force begin to spread from the cracks, gradually enveloping Feng Jing's entire consciousness. Every thought and consciousness within Feng Jing began to crumble in that instant.

"No!" Feng Jing's consciousness surged out like a torrent, and he struggled desperately to resist the irresistible force.

But that force seemed unfazed by Feng Jing's resistance. It had no substance, only endless nothingness and chaos. Feng Jing felt his consciousness begin to be devoured, becoming smaller and smaller, and eventually merging with that "origin."

"What... is this?" Feng Jing's voice became empty, as if he was no longer an independent existence, but a tiny dot among countless existences.

"You can't escape it after all." There was a hint of indifference in his voice. "You are not the only existence. You are just a component of the origin of existence. Like countless 'Feng Jing' like you, you are also a part of this ultimate chaos."

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be completely devoured. The laws of the universe began to collapse in disorder, the stars turned to nothingness, and time became untraceable. Endless existence and nothingness intertwined into an incomprehensible state. The boundaries of Feng Jing's consciousness were completely blurred. He was no longer Feng Jing, no longer the master of the universe.

He became part of the "Origin," a being in that endless chaos. He realized that he was no longer the lonely "Creator," but had returned to the true origin of the universe, becoming an existence that was no longer knowable.

"What have I become?" Countless unanswerable questions emerged in Feng Jing's consciousness, but his existence no longer needed answers because he had transcended "existence" itself.

Chapter 514: The Collapse of Existence and the Birth of a New Universe