Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 594: Broken Dimensions and a Frenzy Beyond the Gods

Broken Dimensions and a Frenzy Beyond the Gods

Feng Jing's consciousness was like thunder in a crack, instantly shattering all dimensions. The very fabric of space and time shattered like shattered glass. Stars, black holes, countless life forms, streams of consciousness—all shattered by his single thought, vanishing into the endless void. The order and rules of this world seemed to crumble completely under Feng Jing's awakening.

"This is my power!" Feng Jing laughed, his voice like the vibrations of the universe, echoing through the shattered void. As his laughter rang out, Feng Jing's eyes gleamed with an unknown light, as if he could see through everything. He was no longer an ordinary being, but the destroyer and creator of the entire universe, able to control everything at will.

In this collapsing universe, his body began to transform into an indescribable existence, belonging to no dimension, transcending the constraints of space and time. He coiled like a giant dragon within the shattered galaxy, yet each of his limbs was like flowing liquid metal, ready to split and merge at any moment, ever-changing.

"I am no longer Feng Jing. I am endless possibility, everything that has ever existed and everything that will ever exist!" Feng Jing's laughter gradually took on a frenzied tone, his voice filled with fearless power. "These so-called 'rules' are nothing but outdated lies! I will tear them apart and reshape everything!"

He waved his hand, and everything in the universe seemed to be drawn into a never-ending vortex. Under Feng Jing's control, the once-solid space and time began to become unstable. The old laws of physics, cause and effect, and even the cycle of life and death, completely collapsed at this moment.

Feng Jing's consciousness roared through the void like an uncontrollable monster. His thoughts were no longer bound by any form; language, symbols, even concepts and emotions, became incomparably blurred. He could feel himself gradually devouring everything, not through physical means, but through the collision and reorganization of consciousness. Whenever Feng Jing's thoughts came into contact with anything in the void, that existence was shattered and vanished into nothingness.

"Chaos and order are both my playthings." Feng Jing's eyes flashed with madness, his voice low and filled with contempt for the world. "I can create with ease, and I can destroy with ease. Your so-called gods, your so-called fate, everything will be mine!"

However, just when Feng Jing thought he had mastered the universe, a force he couldn't comprehend suddenly surged towards him. It seemed to belong to no dimension, unconstrained by any rules. It was as if it was released from the depths of Feng Jing's heart, possessing boundless energy, capable of tearing through everything.

Feng Jing's smile froze instantly as he felt a powerful pressure coming from all directions. That force wasn't an external threat, but rather an untouched existence deep within Feng Jing's self—an unknown, more powerful self.

"You want to transcend all existence, but you ignore the most fundamental problem." The voice of that power echoed in Feng Jing's mind with a hint of irony.

Feng Jing's consciousness was shaken, as if under the pressure of this voice, his existence suddenly became weak. "What... is this?" Feng Jing felt an irresistible fear, this fear came from deep within his heart, as if he could no longer escape.

"You've been chasing power, but you've ignored one fact." The voice rang out again, and this time, Feng Jing clearly felt that the voice didn't come from outside, but from himself. "You've been pushing your limits, but you've never truly faced yourself."

Feng Jing's eyes showed a hint of shock and confusion. "Face yourself? What does that mean?"

"The power you seek isn't as real as you think." The voice sneered. "All your breakthroughs, all your transcendence, are the result of your constant struggle with your own image, your past. But you've never truly escaped yourself. All the power you possess stems from your deep fear and insecurity about yourself."

Countless fragments flashed through Feng Jing's mind: his struggle with fate, his constant pursuit of breakthroughs. After each breakthrough, he encountered new constraints and difficulties. Every time he thought he had surpassed his limits, he found himself trapped deeper in the maze.

"You are your own shackles." The words of that power were like invisible chains, tightly binding Feng Jing's consciousness. "You want to create a brand new world, but you have never let go of the burden of the past. All your pain and struggle are the result of your inability to truly face yourself."

Feng Jing's consciousness began to shake violently. He felt an unprecedented sense of restraint, like an invisible yoke embedded deep within his soul. This force came not from an external enemy, but from a vast black hole within himself, absorbing all of Feng Jing's strength and determination, attempting to pull him into an inescapable abyss.

"No! I don't believe it!" Feng Jing roared, trying to break free from the oppression of that force. However, the more he struggled, the more he felt his strength rapidly draining away, as if everything he possessed was gradually being devoured.

"This is the truth you've been avoiding." The voice was filled with endless indifference. "You always thought you could transcend all existence, but you can't transcend yourself. You thought you could change the universe, but you can't change your own heart."

Feng Jing's eyes snapped open, his consciousness becoming remarkably clear. He suddenly understood that the truth behind all this was far more complex than he had imagined. The power he pursued, the transcendence he longed for, had actually been circling back to the same point. All his breakthroughs, all his transcendences, ultimately led to an insurmountable obstacle: the depths of his own heart.

He suddenly felt a complete emptiness and powerlessness, as if all his strength had vanished without a trace. This feeling of emptiness was like a huge black hole, swallowing up everything in him.

"How...can I break through?" Feng Jing murmured in a low voice, his heart filled with unprecedented confusion.

Suddenly, a strange power erupted from deep within Feng Jing's heart. This power wasn't just physical strength, but the awakening of his soul. Feng Jing realized that true breakthroughs lay not in destroying external enemies, but in confronting the fears and constraints deep within, truly breaking free from the cages he had created.

"I...will no longer run away!" Feng Jing's voice resounded through the void like thunder. His body began to reshape under the guidance of this power, and all the rules and restrictions of the universe collapsed under his consciousness.

Feng Jing's awakening was not just a challenge to fate, but also a liberation of his soul. His power began to transcend everything, even time and space no longer constraining him. He was no longer the fearful, struggling Feng Jing of the past, but a completely new being, one that completely transcended himself.

The ultimate truth of fate is not external enemies, but his own inner awakening and breakthrough.

Chapter 595: The Advent of the Super Dimension and the Ultimate Judgment of the God of Chaos