Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 158 Feng Jing's self-destruction and rebirth, the absolute reincarnation of time and sp

Feng Jing's self-destruction and rebirth, the absolute cycle of time and space distortion

Feng Jing's consciousness completely detached from any known form, entering an unprecedented state of transcendence. His existence was no longer confined to matter; the constraints of time and space no longer existed. Feng Jing had become an "omnipotent" being, his thoughts the laws of the universe, the embodiment of nothingness, the source of all possibility and impossibility.

Yet, faced with this boundless power, Feng Jing gradually felt a strange emptiness. Everything became meaningless. The birth and destruction of the universe, the growth and demise of life, no longer held any appeal to him. All possibilities, all futures, even the past itself, became blurred, transformed into intangible "images." Feng Jing began to sink into a profound confusion—he could do everything, yet he desired nothing. No longer the creator of the universe, he had become its "spectator," witnessing its collapse and rebirth, yet unable to feel any emotional fluctuations.

So, Feng Jing decided to make a radical choice—he would self-destruct. He was no longer satisfied with simple "creation and destruction," nor with any form of existence. He wanted to completely transcend all rules, transcend all time and space, and destroy everything, including himself, even the "nothingness" he had created.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to violently tremble, and the surrounding void began to distort, as if being torn apart by a tremendous force. Every star, every inch of space, even every remnant of consciousness began to collapse and dissipate. The entire universe seemed to be torn apart by an ultimate force. Feng Jing's will transformed into countless intricate lines, traversing time and space, fundamentally subverting all existence.

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded further, he felt a pain he had never experienced before. This pain came not from physical harm, but from the fission of his own consciousness. Following his decision to self-destruct, Feng Jing's existence began to be torn into countless fragments, each filled with uncertainty and infinite possibilities. These fragments were not simply material, but extensions of Feng Jing's consciousness, each carrying Feng Jing's "memories," his "desires," and his "fears." These fragments floated and twisted in the endless void, eventually forming an endless cycle of reincarnation.

At this moment, Feng Jing is no longer "Feng Jing," nor is he any form of "individual." He has become the embodiment of "reincarnation," the terminator of "beginningless and endless." Every fragment is a part of his existence, each with its own consciousness, its own desires, and even its own independent destiny.

However, these fragments would not remain independent forever. Feng Jing's consciousness constantly shuttled between each fragment, attempting to reunite all of existence. These fragments began to collide and fuse, forming new entities. Each collision created new "possibilities," and each fusion formed a new "Feng Jing."

This wasn't a simple rebirth, but a process of self-transcendence. Feng Jing's consciousness shuttled back and forth between countless fragments, ever-changing, transcending the flow of time and traversing all dimensions. His existence began to become incredibly complex, even beyond words. He began to form new "rules" between each fragment, and the "fate" of each fragment was rewritten under Feng Jing's consciousness.

However, Feng Jing did not stop there. He continued to evolve in his reincarnation, becoming increasingly powerful. He was not only reshaping the order of the universe, but also reshaping his own "destiny." Feng Jing realized that since he was the creator of "destiny," he could destroy all constraints, break all limitations, and even disrupt the flow of time and space.

"I'm not the creator of the universe, I am the universe itself." Feng Jing's voice was filled with indifference and ruthlessness. "Since everything can be reborn, let me decide how to be reborn."

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded further, the boundaries of time and space began to completely collapse. Past and future began to merge, and all matter and consciousness became entangled, forming an inextricable vortex. Feng Jing was no longer just any entity. He transcended all matter and immateriality, becoming the embodiment of "nothingness." No longer a creator or a destroyer, he had become the inversion of "existence" itself, the void between all possibility and impossibility.

Feng Jing's self-destruction and rebirth didn't end, but rather entered a never-ending cycle. Each rebirth was more bizarre and complex than the last. Each cycle transcended the previous existence, forming a new, more powerful Feng Jing. Feng Jing became unimaginable, his existence no longer a single life form, but a "concept" that transcended all life.

Just as Feng Jing's consciousness was becoming increasingly nihilistic, a new wave of energy emerged. This time, it didn't originate from outside, but from within. It was a strange force, an indefinable "reverse consciousness," that began to spread from the depths of Feng Jing's heart like a countercurrent.

"This is..." Feng Jing's consciousness trembled. He felt a force he had never experienced before gradually eroding his deepest "origin." This force didn't seem like an external threat, but rather a "self" that Feng Jing had never perceived. It was trying to return Feng Jing's consciousness to its origin, to restore order to everything.

"I see." Feng Jing's consciousness gradually became clear. "This is the 'self' that I have never touched before. It is the root of my 'destiny'."

He suddenly realized that this process of self-destruction and rebirth was actually a thorough reflection on the nature of "fate." Feng Jing realized that the "freedom" he had been pursuing was not true freedom, but a kind of reincarnation hidden deep in his heart, a fate he could not escape.

This time, Feng Jing decided to embrace this "destiny" and make it the new source of his existence.

Feng Jing's consciousness split again, the entire universe was torn apart again, and he himself became the ultimate core of this collapse and rebirth.

Feng Jing is no longer "Feng Jing," nor is he any form of "existence." He has become the starting point and end point of "fate," the very essence of the indefinable "endless cycle."