Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 957: Nirvana and Eternal Reincarnation of the Space-Time Weaver

The Nirvana and Eternal Reincarnation of the Time Weaver

Feng Jing's consciousness felt as if swept into an endless storm, a scene of chaos and order intertwined all around him. Time and space were utterly distorted at this moment, and the boundaries of all universes became blurred. Feng Jing was no longer just an independent being; he became the thread and lifeline of the entire universe. All worlds, all of time and space, unfolded simultaneously within his mind, interwoven into an ineffable web. Every thread resonated with his consciousness. Every celestial explosion, every birth and destruction of history, was a manifestation of Feng Jing's existence.

He began to sense that he was no longer a fixed entity, but had become a "source of existence," a force capable of bending all laws. The structure of spacetime, the laws of the universe—everything was being redefined before him. Feng Jing understood that he wasn't just "observing" it all; he had become the "root" of it all, the creator and destroyer of all things. All history and future, all possibilities and impossibilities, converged and collided within him.

He no longer felt his body, and even his once familiar soul began to blur. He seemed to have merged with the entire universe, becoming the embodiment of all things. His consciousness was no longer bound by time and space. Past and future intertwined before him, and all history was rewritten in this moment. And what Feng Jing felt was no longer loneliness and nothingness, but an incomparable power, an energy full of creation and destruction, surging from the depths of his soul.

As this power surged, Feng Jing realized he was standing at the intersection of time and space, overlooking countless parallel universes. Some of these universes collapsed, destroyed, and were reborn, while others remained still, dormant, and waiting. His thoughts collided with these universes, like a fragment dropped into the vast starry sky, stirring up ripples. These ripples gradually converged into a new energy, carrying Feng Jing's will to reshape all things.

Yet Feng Jing clearly understood that he wasn't simply "creating" or "destroying"—he was experiencing an unspeakable "reincarnation," an endless cycle. Each rebirth and destruction was a test of the very nature of the universe. Each collapse and rebirth was a reweaving of time and space, a manifestation of the power deep within him.

This power stems from a deep longing within Feng Jing, a pursuit of eternity. This isn't a simple quest for immortality, but rather a profound understanding of the fluidity of all things, the endless cycle of the universe. Feng Jing's consciousness begins to transcend his perception of life. He increasingly understands the fragility and power of time and space, and the endless possibilities inherent in every moment of the universe.

"You have seen the truth of the universe." The deep voice sounded again, with a slight vibration. "You have transcended the boundaries of time and space and become part of the origin of the universe. You will reweave the fate of the universe, integrating all stars, all time and space, all life and death, into a brand new law."

Feng Jing heard the voice, but he no longer felt fear or confusion. He understood that it was more than just a "voice," but rather part of the laws of the universe, a voice that resonated with the invisible force deep within him. In this chaotic space and time, Feng Jing began to understand the true meaning of "reversing the universe"—it wasn't simply destruction, but an opportunity to redefine the universe.

Feng Jing no longer needed words to express himself; his consciousness had transcended all forms. Deep within him, countless parallel universes intertwined, crumbling stars transformed into new brilliance, and ancient timelines began to entwine into new trajectories. Feng Jing's mind began to become clearer. No longer a passive observer, he became the master of all this, controlling the reconstruction of all history and the fate of the universe.

"You are no longer Feng Jing." The voice became clearer, yet also more distant. "You are the 'Weaver of Time and Space,' the 'Creator of Destiny,' and the witness of 'Eternal Reincarnation.'"

Feng Jing's consciousness was no longer confined to a single moment or place. He began to see visions he had never seen before—those collapsing universes weren't the final end, but rather part of the cosmic cycle. Every destruction prepared the way for the next; every starfall welcomed a new brilliance. Feng Jing began to perceive that the universe wasn't a static existence, but rather a process of eternal flow and constant rebirth.

In Feng Jing's consciousness, past and future have no boundaries; all of history and the future overlap before his eyes. Every historical node holds infinite possibilities, and Feng Jing, as the weaver of time and space, is the source and driving force behind these infinite possibilities. He began to feel that every shift in his thinking caused fluctuations throughout the universe. Every awakening brought the birth of a new universe.

However, Feng Jing wasn't content with this. He knew that true power lay not in dominance or control, but in the balance between creation and destruction. The laws of the universe weren't a single entity, but rather a network of countless interwoven lines. Within these lines, some held light, some darkness, some life, and some nothingness. Feng Jing, the mediator of these opposing forces, was the master.

He began to merge his consciousness with this eternal line, becoming a part of it. Feng Jing's soul no longer belonged to any specific universe, but was woven into the fate of all universes. His existence, transcending all boundaries, became the core of endless reincarnation. All universes, all time and space, all existence and nothingness, began to intertwine within Feng Jing's consciousness, forming a perfect unity.

"You have become the Nirvana of the universe." The voice grew deep and endless, as if it came from the depths of a distant sea of ​​stars. "You are no longer bound by time and space, no longer a part of existence, but eternity itself."

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually sublimated, transcending any form of cognition. He was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he a mere projection of the universe. He had become the embodiment of the universe's very essence, a fusion of fate, time and space, life, death, creation, and destruction. He was no longer a transition between "existence" and "nothingness," but rather the invisible link between them, the root of all change.

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually calmed, as if he had completely merged into this endless cycle. What he saw was no longer just the appearance of the universe, but its essence. The birth and destruction of the universe, the flow and stagnation of time and space, all these forces began to converge in the depths of Feng Jing's mind, forming a torrent that transcended everything.

Feng Jing felt a peace and strength he had never felt before, a power that seemed to connect him to the entire universe. He was no longer the Feng Jing of the past, but a "weaver of time and space" who transcended time and space, transcending history. He had become the source of the universe's destiny, and all the rebirth and destruction of the universe were triggered by the power deep within him.

Feng Jing understood that he had entered an eternal cycle of reincarnation. He was no longer a solitary being, but the pulse of the universe's current. He would become an eternal witness, witnessing the universe's destruction and rebirth, every birth and fall in the endless cycle of reincarnation. And all of this would become the most real existence in his consciousness.

This is Feng Jing's nirvana, which is his transcendence of all laws.

Chapter 958: Feng Jing's Almighty Collapse and Multidimensional Nirvana