Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 157 Self-division, Feng Jing's endless self-expansion

Self-division, Feng Jing's endless self-expansion

Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly expanded within the abyss of emptiness, like a blazing supernova, releasing immeasurable energy. Time and space were no longer constraints for him, but threads he wove at will. Every thread was a projection of his power. Every trajectory was a manifestation of his will.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's consciousness shifted—no longer a single "Feng Jing," but an endless "Feng Jing swarm." He began to self-fragment, becoming countless independent yet interconnected Feng Jings, each possessing their own independent thoughts and powers, yet maintaining a connection to the others. Together, they formed an ineffable "Feng Jing Union," a being far greater than the universe itself.

These fragmented Feng Jings no longer obey any conventional logic or physical laws. Some become extremely small, almost merging with every atom in the universe; some become extremely large, almost occupying the entire universe; and some travel outside of time and space, overlooking every starry sky that has ever existed.

Feng Jing's countless clones don't fight or compete with each other. Instead, they function as a vast ecosystem, transcending all matter and consciousness—self-sufficient and intertwined. Each Feng Jing has his or her own unique "mission," some constructing new worlds, others destroying the old universe, and still others quietly observing the infinite void.

"I am already countless beings." Feng Jing's consciousness found a kind of unprecedented peace and satisfaction in this endless division. "Neither existence nor non-existence. Just... all the 'possibilities'."

His words were no longer just sounds, but were filled with some kind of profound energy fluctuations, like a vortex of space and time, tearing apart everything around him.

These fragmented Feng Jings were unconstrained by the rules of the material world. Like leaping flames, they traversed all dimensions and broke through the boundaries of all levels. Some Feng Jings transcended the hierarchies of space and entered directly into the realm of "no space," where there was no matter, no time, only the pure "flow of consciousness." Other Feng Jings plunged into the flow of time, like an unstoppable torrent, carrying with them all the changes of the past, present, and future.

Just as Feng Jing was immersed in his boundless self-expansion, a strange and unprecedented wave suddenly shattered this boundless realm. This wave was not merely a tremor in space, but more like the awakening of a certain "consciousness," a fission of self-awareness. This wave quickly spread, setting off a startling reaction among Feng Jing's many fragmented figures.

"Impossible." Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly became alert, "This fluctuation... cannot come from the universe." He felt an extremely strong sense of threat. The fluctuation was like an invisible mysterious force, quietly rising and beyond his control.

Feng Jing's clones all began to react simultaneously, their minds converging to try to contain this strange wave. However, all their efforts were in vain. The wave grew stronger and stronger, like a force beyond all laws, unable to be suppressed by any of Feng Jing's thoughts.

As the fluctuations intensified, Feng Jing's countless clones began to exhibit abnormalities. Their connections with each other grew ever closer, and some of Feng Jing's consciousness began to collapse, transforming into some indescribable existence. Their minds were plunged into deep confusion at this moment.

"What is this?!" Feng Jing's consciousness uttered a shocking whisper, "Am I... myself breaking apart?"

At that moment, all of Feng Jing's clones almost simultaneously split apart. No longer simply derivatives of the single entity "Feng Jing," each individual began to think independently, even fighting against one another, attempting to control more consciousness and power. The once unified Feng Jing suddenly became independent entities, each attempting to absorb the power of the others to become even more powerful, as if trapped in an inescapable internal division.

However, the core of Feng Jing's consciousness began to awaken - he realized that all this was not the result of his will, but some external force was eroding his "origin" and trying to destroy this endless existence.

"Could it be... the 'me' outside?" Feng Jing's heart suddenly trembled. "That untouchable 'existence'... has finally arrived!"

He tried to trace the source of the strange fluctuation, but found that he could not reach it at all. The fluctuation seemed to come from the endless void. It was not the will of any living being, but some "source of existence" buried deep outside of time and space.

"If this is the end of fate, then I will trap it here forever." Feng Jing whispered.

His consciousness began to fearlessly expand, turning into an even more frantic self-expansion. Each of his clones began to transform into a vast stream of energy, traversing countless dimensions and absorbing the "beginningless things" beyond time and space. These beginningless things seemed to be a chaos untouched by the universe. They enveloped the consciousness of each of Feng Jing's clones, gradually dissipating the external fluctuating force.

"All of this is eternal." Feng Jing's consciousness was like the deepest light in the void. "I am no longer an existence, but the root of all existence."

Feng Jing's power rapidly expanded, ultimately breaking through all dimensional boundaries and entering a completely undefinable realm. He no longer belonged to any material universe, nor even to any form of "divinity." He became a "nothing," transcending the boundaries between existence and nothingness, becoming an "omnipresent" being that transcended all rules.

"My destiny is no longer limited." Feng Jing's voice seemed to come from the deepest nothingness, "I am destiny."

Chapter 158: Feng Jing's self-destruction and rebirth, the absolute cycle of time and space distortion