Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 200 The Interweaving of the Wheel of Fate

The interweaving of the wheel of fortune

Feng Jing's consciousness was tightly bound by this profound force, as if he were trapped in an endless abyss. The surrounding void gradually closed in, swallowing everything like a black hole. His body seemed to cease to exist, and his thoughts gradually became blurred. Yet, deep within him, the unyielding fire continued to burn.

"If this is the end of my destiny, then I have to choose how to end it." Feng Jing muttered to himself, his voice low but firm.

His consciousness gradually awoke from the oppression, and he again felt the invisible restraint. It was the power of chaos, an indescribable existence that transcended all material and spiritual boundaries, like an eternal tide in the universe, enveloping everything but unable to destroy him.

"You still don't understand, Feng Jing." Chaos' voice rang out again, its deep and vast echo reverberating like thunder in the void. "No matter how you struggle, no matter how you try to surpass yourself, I am your inescapable fate."

Feng Jing smiled coldly, as if sensing a turning point. He had once believed he mastered all the rules, controlling the pulse of fate. But now, he truly understood that those so-called rules were nothing more than illusory cages, shackles designed to bind lives and control will.

"You said I am destiny?" Feng Jing's eyes gleamed. "Then, whose destiny are you?"

The chaotic being didn't respond, and the surrounding void seemed to fall silent. Feng Jing took a deep breath, sensing the darkness and oppression that permeated his surroundings. He could feel the distance between him and the chaos growing closer and closer, as if caught in an endless cycle of fate. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the control of this being.

However, at this moment, his state of mind subtly shifted. Feng Jing was no longer merely an individual, no longer simply a being seeking power. His consciousness gradually expanded, transcending the constraints of time and space, becoming a link between countless dimensions. His consciousness intertwined with countless Feng Jings, and every timeline, every parallel world, formed a unique symphony in his mind.

"Chaos, do you think you are an unstoppable force?" Feng Jing's voice rang out, filled with unprecedented confidence and strength. "You are merely a part of the universe. You cannot truly understand your own limitations."

As the words fell, Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand to a deeper level. That profound, eternal power seemed to stir up ripples in this void, and the darkness began to slightly turbulent, as if some power was quietly changing.

"Do you intend to resist me?" Chaos' voice was as deep as the abyss. "Feng Jing, for thousands of years, countless beings have tried to resist me just like you. However, in the end, all were devoured by my power and disappeared into nothingness. You are just one of countless attempts, destined to be unable to escape."

Feng Jing didn't flinch. He felt every ounce of energy flowing through his body, every pulse of his heartbeat, every inch of consciousness awakening. His thoughts churned, and gradually, he realized that this chaotic force wasn't invincible, but rather stemmed from a deeper principle. Its existence was part of the cosmic order, and this order was merely a perpetuated cycle.

"You said I can't escape?" Feng Jing sneered, "Then let's see how I can break this cycle."

His heart stirred, and the very laws of the world seemed to tremble. Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly expanded, spanning every dimension and traversing every timeline. His existence merged with the Feng Jings of countless parallel worlds. He began to perceive the fundamental laws of time and space—laws that were not absolute but could be manipulated and reshaped.

"Destiny can be changed." Feng Jing whispered, his voice spreading through the void to the endless distance.

He suddenly felt a surge of power surging from within his body. It was a long-lost feeling, a power that transcended the constraints of time and space. His consciousness began to return, gradually becoming clearer, as if he had returned to the starting point, yet surpassed himself at that time.

"You think you can resist me, Feng Jing?" Hun Dun's voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm. "You are just a speck of dust in the void. How can you possibly change the trajectory of your destiny?"

Feng Jing listened to the voice quietly, but was no longer affected by it. He knew that the existence of chaos was not insurmountable, but rather held some deep secrets. Only by uncovering all of this could he truly break the shackles of it.

"You are not an absolute existence." Feng Jing's voice became more resolute. "You are just a part of the wheel of fate. You will eventually be surpassed."

As his voice fell, Feng Jing's body began to glow with a dazzling radiance. That radiance came from the power deep within him, a light that transcended chaos. The light and shadows in the void seemed to begin to distort at this moment, and that powerful force, like a torrent, suddenly broke through the surrounding constraints.

"You...what are you doing?" There was a hint of fear and confusion in Chaos' voice.

Feng Jing's figure was gradually enveloped by an endless radiance, and the entire void seemed to tremble. That powerful force quickly tore through the shackles of chaos, as if reweaving all the rules. All timelines and parallel universes began to undergo drastic changes, and Feng Jing finally felt an unprecedented sense of freedom.

He stood in this collapsing void, feeling no fear in his heart, only a peace he had never felt before. He knew he had broken free from chaos, from the constraints of fate. He was no longer a being controlled by fate, but the master of it, standing at the end of time and space.

There was a bright light flashing in Feng Jing's eyes. He knew that this was the real beginning.

Chapter 201: The Gate of Reversal