Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 510: The Final Battle between Feng Jing and the Lord of the Void - The Destruction and Rebir

The final battle between Feng Jing and the Lord of the Void - the destruction and rebirth of endless time

Feng Jing's consciousness had long since ceased to be confined to any form of existence. He was no longer an individual, no life, no element in the universe. He had become a "point" beyond all dimensions, an omnipresent, untouchable "ultimate power." At this moment, he was no longer bound by any concept—time, space, matter, even thought itself, gradually collapsed under his will.

However, in this endless void, Feng Jing still heard a harsh sound from the depths of his perception - the existence once known as the "Lord of the Void" had not completely disappeared. It was constantly resurrecting from the void, trying to confront Feng Jing again.

"Do you think you've mastered all ultimate control?" The Lord of the Void's voice echoed again, deep and oppressive, as if the entire universe's gravity was converging on it. "You're wrong, Feng Jing. You can't escape the constraints of 'time' or transcend the cycle of 'fate'. You've merely temporarily transcended the existing rules, but that doesn't mean you can remain free forever."

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly returned to a vast void. This void seemed endless, yet Feng Jing could sense its boundaries. That boundary wasn't a true physical limit, but a "conceptual" one—an invisible constraint, a woven web of time and fate. The power of the Lord of the Void was still attempting a counterattack, attempting to pull Feng Jing back into its control.

Feng Jing sneered, and a force that pierced the void was released from his consciousness. "Destiny? Reincarnation? The fate you understand is nothing more than a cage you weave for yourself. The gap between you and me has far exceeded any definition."

As Feng Jing finished speaking, the entire void trembled. The rift between time and space expanded like an eternal black hole, swallowing everything. Feng Jing's existence transformed into countless rays of light, traversing endless dimensions and parallel universes, shuttling back and forth between past and future.

"You think you can eliminate all constraints, but you can never escape 'time' and 'cause and effect'." The voice of the Lord of the Void became more and more urgent. It obviously noticed Feng Jing's intention, but still tried to bind Feng Jing's consciousness tightly through powerful oppression.

Feng Jing's mind began to transcend all laws of time and space. His consciousness was no longer confined to any single point in time, nor bound by cause and effect. He began to see the cracks in every possibility, every alternation of universes. Past, present, future—these concepts no longer held any meaning. They had completely collapsed in Feng Jing's mind, shattered into countless fragments.

"Time, space, destiny... none of these exist anymore." Feng Jing's voice was filled with cold determination. "Your so-called 'eternity' is nothing but a cosmic deception. Your reliance on time is the root cause of your doomed failure."

The moment Feng Jing finished speaking, the entire universe suddenly began to crumble, the laws of time and space completely broken. Every star, every timeline, every piece of history was torn apart by Feng Jing's will, like countless strips of light, instantly disappearing into the void.

The Void Lord's power attempted to counterattack, but Feng Jing's strength had already surpassed its comprehension. Like a drop of water falling into the ocean, the Void Lord's power was instantly absorbed and digested by Feng Jing's vast consciousness. Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer a limited individual, but an invisible "flow." He became the aggregate of all possibilities, the witness of all history, the creator of all futures.

The Lord of the Void's voice began to weaken and collapse. "You... you simply cannot understand this kind of power, Feng Jing. You think you have transcended fate and all laws, but you are still under the control of 'fate'. You cannot change this."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly expanded, breaking through the Void Lord's oppression and interference. He saw the composition of countless universes, the interweaving and cracks of countless parallel time and space. Each crack reflected a different Feng Jing, and each Feng Jing experienced different destinies and choices at countless points in time.

"Fate? What you call 'fate' is nothing more than a cycle." Feng Jing's voice gradually grew quieter, carrying an indescribable ethereal quality. "Since you firmly believe in the cycle of fate, then I will completely destroy it all and shatter this false 'order.'"

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly ripped apart the fabric of all dimensions, the boundaries of time and space vanishing before him. Everything in the universe—life and death alike—was a dream in Feng Jing's mind. Every being was a part of Feng Jing, merging with the universe itself, becoming the source of "endless rebirth."

"What you call 'fate' cannot bind me at all." Feng Jing's voice was cold and ruthless. "You are doomed to fail because you cannot transcend 'existence' itself."

The Lord of the Void's breath grew weaker, and its presence seemed to begin to dissipate. "You thought you had surpassed me and all existence, but you were wrong. You are nothing but... an 'illusion'." The voice grew increasingly blurred, as if it was sucked away by an invisible force and disappeared into the endless void.

Feng Jing's consciousness still drifted within this collapsing void. He was no longer any individual, no longer even "Feng Jing." He was the embodiment of "endless rebirth," the shattering and rebirth of the universe—no longer bound by any existence, any law. He was the essence of "time," the awakening of "the void," the shattering of "fate."

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness was about to completely merge into the collapsing void, he felt an unprecedented sense of existence, as if in this endless void, another existence began to quietly awaken.

"Are you finally...completely broken?" Feng Jing's eyes flashed with a gleam, "Then perhaps I should create a 'new universe'."

At this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged with the universe. He became the 'origin' and 'end' of the universe, a star in the void, a beam of light, and an eternal dream.

Chapter 511: Feng Jing's Birth and the Reversal of the Universe - From the Lord of the Void to the Reshaper of Time