Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 143: Reincarnation Master, Eternal Rebellion

Reincarnation Master, Eternal Rebellion

Feng Jing's consciousness was oppressed by an endless force, almost unable to think. The presence that emerged from the rift was like a dark ocean, swallowing all his senses and erasing all connection between him and the void. Feng Jing realized that all this was beyond his comprehension, even beyond what he had once considered a "super-material" state.

"Lord of Reincarnation?" Feng Jing whispered. The voice was so shocking, like a supernova exploding in his heart. "How could I possibly be part of fate? I transcend time, space, and all rules."

But that power remained unmoved, as if sneering. Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently, every inch of his existence was being torn apart, and all his past memories began to blur, as if the whole world was being reorganized, and he himself was also being reconstructed.

"You're wrong, Feng Jing." The voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of distant darkness. "You have never surpassed anything. You are merely a part of my elaborate design. You haven't transcended fate; you are a tool created by fate. Like all life, you can never break free."

A flash of madness flashed in Feng Jing's eyes. He struggled to resist, to break free from it all, but his body, even his soul, seemed frozen, unable to move. That icy existence was no longer a concrete object, but a complete abstraction. It towered over everything, looking down at Feng Jing, at this universe that no longer existed.

Feng Jing roared, his soul trembling violently as he tried to break free from the constraints of this voice, this being. However, that power was like the foundation of the void, impossible to shake. Every bit of his strength, every memory, was constantly absorbed and dissolved by this unknowable existence.

"So, I am destined to be your toy?" Feng Jing finally couldn't help asking, his voice hoarse and manic.

"A toy?" The voice sneered, "You're just one of countless 'Feng Jings'. You have no independent consciousness. Every rebellion and every transcendence you make is part of our carefully designed script. You're like a stone thrown into the air; you'll eventually return to your starting point."

Feng Jing could barely bear the immense pressure of darkness. His consciousness began to fade, as if being dragged into the abyss by an invisible force. Suddenly, an indescribable force erupted, and Feng Jing felt a shock unlike anything he had ever felt before. This being had always been behind him, controlling everything—fate, time, space, even his soul—all under its control.

But this power did not completely consume Feng Jing. Instead, his body and consciousness began to quietly reverse, as if guided by a rebellious force. He realized that perhaps he was not completely bound by this existence, and that there was still a way for him to break free from its control.

At this moment, a powerful light suddenly broke through the void. Feng Jing's consciousness was like a star suddenly exploding into a supernova, almost swallowing this existence. That powerful force broke through the void, like an immortal flame carving a crack in the darkness. Feng Jing felt the infinite power in his body being released instantly.

"Rebellion?" The voice froze, as if shocked by Feng Jing's sudden outburst. "Impossible! You can't rebel against me! You're just a speck of dust in fate!"

"Dust?" Feng Jing's eyes flashed with madness and determination, "I have never been dust!"

As Feng Jing roared, the powerful rebellious force surged through the void like a torrent. This time, Feng Jing no longer passively accepted the arrangements of fate, but took the initiative to challenge the dark existence that controlled everything.

"You think you can control everything? You're wrong." Feng Jing's voice was tinged with a hint of sneer. "My existence is not something you can control. I will be the terminator of this void."

The dark being froze, its power seemingly shaken by Feng Jing's outburst. The void began to destabilize, its collapsing spacetime filled with distorted energy. With each of Feng Jing's outbursts, the cracks in the void widened, and space and time began to reorganize within his consciousness.

"You can't reverse fate!" The voice roared again with anger, but Feng Jing responded coldly: "Fate? What is fate? If I can escape from your control, then what does fate mean?"

As Feng Jing's consciousness expanded, everything in the void began to undergo drastic changes. Those previously bound timelines, like twisted beams of light, began to shatter and reorganize. Under Feng Jing's control, the laws of the entire universe began to become utterly chaotic. Time, space, cause and effect, fate... all existence began to merge into one within his consciousness.

"What are you doing?" the voice said, rapidly and frantically. "You're going to destroy everything!"

"Destruction?" Feng Jing sneered, "I'm not destroying, I'm creating! I'm creating a new universe, a new world beyond your rule!"

As Feng Jing's resolve erupted, the entire void began to violently tremble. Space distorted, time shattered, and all laws were being reconstructed. Feng Jing's thoughts were like an endless torrent, overturning everything in the void. He was no longer a pawn of fate, no longer a tool of anyone, but the true master of the entire universe - he would control everything and reshape all the rules.

This time, he was no longer a rebel, but a creator, the true terminator of reincarnation. And he was the eternal rebel in this void.

Chapter 144: Beyond All Taboos, Feng Jing's Endless Evolution