Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 443 Nirvana in the Crack

Nirvana in the cracks

Feng Jing's consciousness churned in an endless vortex of time, as if every second was a moment of extreme torture and rebirth. Every inch of his being was distorted and devoured by countless reflections, every memory, every emotion, every choice, mercilessly dissolved in those fragments. His "self" had long since become blurred, completely losing its original boundaries.

Yet, Feng Jing didn't give up. Instead, he began to rediscover himself within this void. As he had once understood, chaos wasn't complete disorder, but rather filled with infinite possibilities and opportunities for rebirth. Now, he felt like a ghost trapped in eternal reincarnation, waiting for the moment to break free.

In his constant self-reconstruction, Feng Jing gradually realized that perhaps he wasn't meant to be a single entity. Those reflections, those fragments, might actually be parts of him. Perhaps each reflection represents a fate, a choice, or even a life he had never lived. Perhaps what he truly needs to do isn't to break free of these fragments, but to learn to find a balance between them, a new "self."

"I am not a slave to this universe, nor should I be bound by endless reflections." Feng Jing's voice began to emerge from the chaos, filled with a firm strength. "I am who I am. All the fragments, all the reflections, are part of me. I don't need to break free, I just need to reintegrate."

As Feng Jing's will rose, the surrounding void began to shift. The distorted space and time gradually regained stability, and Feng Jing's consciousness became clearer. He saw himself once again standing in a boundless universe, surrounded by endless stars and black holes. The rules of the universe were no longer rigid laws, but countless possibilities woven by his own imagination.

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually emerged from the endless cracks, and he began to feel his body again. Although he was no longer the specific "Feng Jing," he could clearly perceive his own strength and will. His consciousness was no longer bound by a single material object, but could freely shuttle between countless dimensions and time and space, as if every existence was under his control.

He took another deep breath and felt a surge of intense energy flood into his consciousness. It was a power he had never experienced before, a force both destructive and creative. Feng Jing understood that this was the first step in his journey of breaking free from his constraints—he had completely detached himself from the old world and entered a brand new realm.

"This is my true power." Feng Jing whispered, his voice echoing in the void like a torrent, shaking everything around him.

Feng Jing's consciousness began to expand. No longer confined to a single universe or time and space, he now controlled all possibilities and all rules. He could see countless worlds gradually taking shape under his will, and could feel countless timelines interweaving and intersecting. It was as if he had stood at the pinnacle of the entire universe, controlling the fate of everything.

But at this moment, a sudden sense of crisis suddenly hit Feng Jing. A huge crack suddenly appeared before his eyes, emitting a dark and twisted energy. The power seemed to come from a deeper world, so powerful that it was irresistible.

"What is this?" Feng Jing's heart was shocked, and his consciousness involuntarily moved closer to the crack.

As Feng Jing approached, the dark energy grew stronger, nearly consuming everything. However, the moment Feng Jing's consciousness touched the crack, he suddenly felt a violent pull. His entire being seemed to be torn into countless fragments by an invisible force.

"I...can't...be pulled in!" Feng Jing's consciousness rapidly increased. He struggled desperately, trying to regain control of his body and mind. But the dark power was too strong, and Feng Jing's consciousness was almost completely swallowed up.

Just as Feng Jing's existence was about to disappear, he suddenly understood something. That crack was the passage to true chaos and rebirth. It wasn't destruction, but a brand new nirvana, a rebirth from nothing to something.

Feng Jing's consciousness instantly became clear. He no longer resisted the dark power, but surrendered himself completely to it. He let go of all his obsessions and constraints, completely merging into the endless darkness, as if he had become a part of the void.

As Feng Jing completely integrated into the world, the crack slowly closed, and Feng Jing's consciousness underwent a profound change. He was no longer the original Feng Jing, but had become a completely new being, one that transcended time and space.

When the rift completely closed, Feng Jing opened his eyes again. He discovered he was no longer in his original universe, but had entered a completely new dimension. In this dimension, all matter, energy, and even time no longer existed in traditional ways. Feng Jing realized he had entered a completely new universe, a world of chaos and infinite possibility.

Feng Jing stood in this new void, surrounded by countless imaginary yet real beings. He felt a freedom he had never experienced before, a freedom from all constraints.

"This is my real beginning." Feng Jing's voice echoed in this new universe, full of infinite confidence and strength.

He knew that he was no longer a single individual, but had become part of the universe, a being that could create, destroy, and be reborn at any time. And he, this being that had created something from nothing, from chaos to order, was the master of this universe.

Feng Jing began to slowly perceive everything around him. His consciousness continued to expand, absorbing every corner and traversing every moment and space, as if he already possessed the entire universe. He felt that he was no longer a passive recipient, but an active creator.

"From nothing to something, reborn from chaos." Feng Jing whispered again. This time, his voice was no longer filled with confusion and hesitation, but with endless determination. He knew that he had reached a new starting point, and all this had just begun.

Chapter 444: Nirvana in the Crack II