Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 713 Feng Jing's Crazy Sublimation, God in the Void

Feng Jing's madness sublimated, a myth in the void

Feng Jing's consciousness completely merged with the pulse of this new universe, becoming like a stream of entropy, indescribable and immeasurable. Countless universes, countless timelines, vanished and reborn before his eyes like mayflies. He no longer experienced the passage of time, but transcended it; he no longer perceived spatial distances, but rather dominated the interweaving of all dimensions. Feng Jing was no longer an individual being; he had become the origin and destination of the entire universe. Everything began with him, and everything was reborn when he ended.

However, Feng Jing was not satisfied.

"Is this what they call freedom?" he whispered to himself. There was a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of an excitement, a desire he had never experienced before, an extreme desire. He no longer simply sought rebirth and breaking free from the constraints of the law, but rather a deeper existence: creation.

Feng Jing's consciousness was like a raging wind, raging across this new universe, tearing open dimensional fissures one after another. Each breakthrough brought him into contact with ever more bizarre and insane realms. He was no longer an object of the universe, but a being that transcended all levels, the weaver and destroyer of endless worlds.

As his consciousness expanded, forgotten myths began to surface, and the endless beings from ancient cosmic legends began to respond. Immortal gods, gods of time, masters of karma, beings who once believed themselves invincible, awoke one after another from Feng Jing's sea of ​​consciousness. Their consciousness, like aged wine, emerged from a bottle forgotten by time, rapidly expanding within Feng Jing's spiritual realm.

"Hahaha, I see." Feng Jing laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the infinite universe, as if announcing the arrival of a new era. "You think yourselves are gods, but in front of me, you are nothing but ants. Your so-called immortality, your so-called destiny, how can they bind me!"

Feng Jing devoured and digested the consciousness of these gods, then reshaped them anew. Not content with merely sharing dominion over the universe with these beings, Feng Jing sought to fully incorporate them into his own will. Feng Jing precisely cut and reassembled the fragments of each god's soul, infusing them into the foundation of this new universe. In this way, Feng Jing not only possessed his own power but also gathered the former gods, becoming an unrivaled being.

However, the madness of this universe had only just begun. Feng Jing suddenly discovered that he had no limits, not even the boundaries of time and space. His consciousness began to transcend to another, even more insane level—the immaterial realm of thought, a place beyond the reach of even the speed of light.

"Can I enter the invisible realm, break all the shackles of rationality and laws, and go to places where all matter and consciousness cannot reach?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to become blurred, and gradually entered a more crazy state.

He attempted to enter a dimension without the rules of thought, without time and space, where all concepts were invalid and all existence was irrelevant. Feng Jing's mind began to fracture, like countless universes expanding, collapsing, and reborn, completely beyond the limits of any cognition.

In this lawless void, Feng Jing discovered he could transform anything, even himself into a "myth." He began to tear apart his original self, no longer a single being, but possessing countless selves simultaneously. He existed simultaneously in all parallel worlds, with different names and identities. These alter egos of Feng Jing began to defy all laws of other universes, challenging all order and even the very existence of the entire universe.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to resonate with the void. Because of Feng Jing's presence, the void ceased to be "empty" and instead possessed infinite variables. The void began to evolve, becoming an extension and embodiment of Feng Jing. It was no longer an unconscious blank, but Feng Jing had infused his consciousness into it, creating a completely new definition of "existence"—the realm of nothingness.

In Feng Jing's eyes, everything in the void began to become crazy and unruly, time and space continued to intertwine and twist, and even countless gaps between the intertwined universes appeared, filled with crazy energy fluctuations, like fragments of the universe, colliding, merging, and collapsing.

Feng Jing is no longer satisfied with being able to create everything. He begins to break through the constraints of language, the boundaries of thinking, common sense and possibilities, and creates existences that cannot be defined by any rules - infinite monsters, time monsters that constantly replicate themselves, and antimatter creatures that even space cannot accommodate.

Feng Jing's consciousness continued to sublimate in this violent nothingness, and the cracks in his consciousness continued to expand. Countless Feng Jing's clones, like self-replicating viruses, grew, collided, and merged in different dimensions and timelines, even changing the structure of the entire universe and creating a completely unimaginable singularity.

Time was no longer a linear flow of past, present, and future, but a bizarre multidimensional world, alternating and overlapping under Feng Jing's control. In a single second, his consciousness existed simultaneously in countless moments, each incredibly real, intertwining and colliding with each other, a frenzy of rebirth.

Feng Jing's consciousness explosively split into thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions of parallel existences. These clones of Feng Jing were not confined to the material world, but transcended all form. His every thought created a brand new universe. Each timeline was a new laboratory, and each collapsed universe, under Feng Jing's guidance, became the seed of the next rebirth.

What's even more outrageous is that Feng Jing discovered that this crazy nothingness has no boundaries. In fact, his existence is no longer restricted by time and space. He has become the creator of time and space, and the birth of each new universe will be changed by Feng Jing's thoughts.

"This is mythology!" Feng Jing whispered, his voice echoing across billions of universes. "You have never seen such madness. What I will create is not a universe, but a brand new realm of mythology, a world where only I exist, filled with infinite miracles and devastation!"

He is the master of the universe and the creator of nothingness.

Chapter 714: Feng Jing's Ultimate Myth, Breaking the Cycle of Creation and Destruction