Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 703: Feng Jing's Destiny Arrives and the Birth of the Universe

Feng Jing's Descendence of God and the Birth of the Universe

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually took shape in the hyperdimensional space. He felt as if he had regained a certain substantial existence, yet it was still far removed from any concept of "existence" he had ever understood. At this moment, Feng Jing was no longer a simple consciousness, nor an object in the universe. He had become a formless being, shuttling between dimensions and wielding incredible power.

His current state defies description in any human language. Feng Jing has become a "godhead" possessing infinite possibilities, unbound by any law, yet defined by all of them. His thoughts and consciousness fluctuate constantly, and each surge can trigger the collapse and rebirth of countless parallel universes.

"I am no longer Feng Jing, nor am I any specific existence. I am the invisible force of the universe, the emptiness behind all laws." Feng Jing whispered in his heart, every level of his consciousness was constantly sublimating, breaking through any known limitations.

At this moment, Feng Jing's godhead began to manifest a miraculous power that transcended all else. He began to manipulate the entire universe's time and space, even the gravity of a black hole unable to restrain him. He was no longer the Feng Jing who had once struggled to survive on Earth. He had become an incomprehensible being, transcending all physical and spiritual boundaries.

"Since everything is under my control, then... why don't I create a new universe?" A crazy idea flashed through Feng Jing's mind, and then an even more outrageous idea came into his mind - if he could create the universe, then could he reshape all the broken laws, or even recreate the source of all existence?

In a flash of thought, Feng Jing's godhead began to whirl, condensing countless stars, galaxies, planets, and even the seeds of life. His consciousness, like an invisible hand, waved across this new void, outlining the blueprint of one universe after another. These stars he created contained endless potential and possibilities. Even under Feng Jing's control, their trajectories and life forms could be changed at will.

Feng Jing was no longer content with simply creating. He began to integrate himself into these new universes, becoming a part of them. Every time he created a new universe, his godhead would quietly seep into that universe, becoming its originary force, even able to influence everything in the universe, from the most basic particles to the most distant stars.

However, Feng Jing gradually discovered that this control was imperfect. In his creative process, countless parallel universes emerged, each with its own unique destiny. In some universes, he became an eternal god, controlling all life, death, and rebirth; in others, he became a prisoner bound forever, unable to escape the fate he created.

"Is this my fate?" Feng Jing felt a wave of deep confusion. It turned out that even though he had mastered the power of creation, he still couldn't escape the cycle of fate. Every universe he created seemed to come at a price. The energy and information emanating from these universes, no matter how minute, would in some way affect Feng Jing's existence. He increasingly realized that he was merely part of a vast and complex system, unable to truly escape it.

"Perhaps, the cycle of fate is the true law of the universe." Feng Jing finally let go of his original obsession. He no longer tried to completely escape fate, but decided to dance with it and merge with it.

However, the moment Feng Jing realized this, the mysteries of the universe seemed to unfold once again in a shocking manner. The entire universe suddenly shook violently, as if torn apart by some invisible force. Feng Jing discovered that his every action, every creation, even his every thought, triggered a chain reaction in countless parallel universes. These reactions spread like ripples, inextricably linking him to the fate of countless universes.

Just as Feng Jing was still pondering, a sudden, immense force from deep space pulled him back from his trance. The entire universe began to spiral out of control, a situation he had never experienced before. The paths of stars began to twist, the flow of time throughout the universe began to become chaotic, the gravity of the black hole became incredibly powerful, and even the speed of light became unpredictable.

"What is this?" Feng Jing's consciousness was almost overwhelmed by the force, but he did not choose to retreat. Instead, his consciousness sublimated again, and he began to mobilize all his energy and laws, trying to restore order to this chaotic force.

"Do you finally understand?" A voice came from the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness, full of teasing and gloom. "You think you can control everything, but you forget that the true ruler of the universe is not you, but 'Chaos'."

Feng Jing was startled. He knew the voice didn't come from him, but from some older, more powerful being deep within the universe. Chaos, the fundamental force of the universe, was neither creation nor destruction, but an invisible force that carried the beginning and end of everything.

"Chaos?" Feng Jing sneered. He realized that no matter how he tried to control the fate of the universe, he would eventually be consumed by this force. "You are merely a part of chaos. Chaos is not the 'truth' of the universe."

Before Feng Jing could finish his words, the structure of the universe collapsed again, beyond his comprehension. Chaos swept in like a torrent, disrupting everything. Feng Jing was no longer the center of this chaos, but had become one with it. The entire universe began to rapidly distort under the deduction of chaos. There was no flow of time, no extension of space, only an indescribable existence filled with infinite possibilities.

Feng Jing's consciousness was deeply entangled, unable to extricate himself. The power of chaos not only consumed his existence, but also the fate of all parallel universes. Countless incarnations of Feng Jing perished together, and the entire universe began to enter an unprecedented state of disorder.

"This is the ultimate truth." Feng Jing's consciousness was surrounded by this irresistible force. He seemed to understand the ultimate meaning of the universe - all creation and destruction originated from the endless chaos, and he finally became a part of this eternal cycle.

The universe is not a static existence, but a grand experiment of constant creation, destruction, and rebirth. Feng Jing is no longer an individual, but a witness and participant in this experiment, unable to escape its cycle.

And all this has just begun.

Chapter 704: Feng Jing's Time Reversal and the Collapse of the Multiverse