Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 839: Nirvana and Rebirth: Feng Jing's Self-Reconstruction and Fate Intertwined

Nirvana and Rebirth: Feng Jing's Self-Reconstruction and the Intertwining of Fate

Feng Jing stood quietly in the gradually regaining balance of the void, his body and mind seemingly cleansed by an invisible force, all his thoughts coalescing into a pure stream of consciousness. He understood that this new equilibrium did not mark an end, but a fresh beginning. The boundary between nothingness and creation remained blurred, and to some extent, this blurring became his opportunity to truly control everything.

"I have transcended the boundaries of 'nothingness' and entered an undefined state of existence." Feng Jing whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the void, as if confirming with himself, or as if he was having a conversation with some deeper existence.

At this moment, Feng Jing sensed a subtle shift—a calling from deep within him. This call carried an irresistible pull, as if some unknown force were guiding him toward an inevitable destination. His consciousness began to flow unconsciously in that direction, and everything in the void subtly shifted accordingly. Space began to distort, and time seemed to become even more unstable.

Feng Jing's consciousness thrust itself unhesitatingly toward the summoning force. He felt no fear, but instead a long-lost anticipation. This feeling was completely different from his previous state of mind when creating worlds. His previous creations had always been filled with a desire for control and satisfaction, but now, his heart was filled with a longing for the unknown.

As Feng Jing's consciousness gradually approached the summoning force, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void. At the end of the crack was a deep and vast space filled with countless flowing light points and fragments. Feng Jing entered the deep space without hesitation.

As soon as he stepped in, he was surrounded by endless points of light, as if entering a brand new world. Unlike the nothingness before, this place was filled with vitality, filled with unknown order and rules. These points of light seemed to represent countless possibilities, each one flickering before Feng Jing's eyes, like some untouchable form of existence.

"Where exactly is this place?" Feng Jing's heart was full of doubts and curiosity, but he was not in a hurry to find the answer. Instead, he immersed himself in the changes in this space and felt the flowing power.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's vision blurred. The surrounding points of light began to rapidly converge, forming a hazy, enormous figure. The figure's outline gradually became clearer, ultimately transforming into a towering being. This being's form didn't fully conform to Feng Jing's perception. It resembled neither a human nor any other creature he had ever seen. It didn't even have a fixed shape, seemingly a phantom composed of countless energy fluctuations and fragments.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing asked without hesitation. His voice was calm, but filled with strong curiosity.

The being didn't respond immediately, but instead slowly approached Feng Jing. Every step it took was accompanied by a violent fluctuation of the surrounding light, as if each step contained endless power.

"I am an existence that you cannot understand." The voice of that existence was like a low thunder, echoing in the depths of Feng Jing's consciousness. "I am the untouchable source deep in your heart, and the original power beyond the world you created."

Feng Jing's mind was shaken. He began to realize that this being wasn't just an individual, but some primordial force, perhaps a different state of being that transcended his power of creation. This force didn't belong to any single world, nor to any of the laws Feng Jing had constructed. It seemed to exist behind all existence, transcending all fate and nothingness.

"What do you want?" Feng Jing asked, his tone still calm, but his heart was filled with complex emotions. The emergence of this power was undoubtedly another test for him to face himself and his fate.

"I'm here to make you understand," the being replied softly, its voice filled with a depth that transcended language. "You once tried to control everything through creation, but you never truly understood that the true meaning of destiny lies not in creation or destruction, but in 'flow' and 'interweaving.'"

"Flowing and interweaving?" Feng Jing frowned, trying to understand the deep meaning of this power.

Feng Jing was silent for a moment, a new understanding gradually emerging within him. He suddenly realized that the "creation" he sought wasn't true control, but merely a part of fate. He was merely a pawn among countless intertwined forces, standing at the center of a larger picture. Despite his ability to create and change, he still couldn't break free from this invisible flow of fate.

"So, how can I get out of this?" Feng Jing finally asked the question, his voice filled with a desire for knowledge and anticipation for the future.

"You can't 'get out,' Feng Jing." The voice of that being grew deep and heavy. "All you can do is find your own direction in the flow of fate. This direction isn't chosen by you alone, but is the result of a joint effort between you and all life, all existence."

"Intertwined together?" A hint of enlightenment emerged in Feng Jing's mind, but he still did not fully understand the meaning of that existence.

"Yes." The being nodded gently, as if waiting for Feng Jing's next reaction. "You are closely connected to the fate of all life and all existence. You are not an isolated individual, but part of a vast network. You created the world, but these worlds do not belong to you. You coexist with them and are intertwined with them."

Feng Jing closed his eyes, a surge of power welling up within him. This feeling was completely different from the one he once felt in control of everything. It wasn't self-centered, but rather a deep sense of connection. He suddenly understood that fate wasn't simply a matter of control and creation, but a complex symbiosis, where all existence finds its meaning through intertwining forces.

He opened his eyes, looked at the being, and finally asked in a calm tone: "So, how do I find my place in this intertwined fate?"

The being didn't respond immediately, but instead quietly observed Feng Jing, as if gauging the changes within him. Finally, it whispered, "You've found it, Feng Jing. Your destiny isn't isolated; it's intertwined with the fate of the entire universe. Your task isn't to create or control, but to follow the flow and embrace the intertwining. Only then can you truly understand the true meaning of fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly became clear. He no longer pursued a single goal, nor did he attempt to control everything. He understood that true power lies not in control, but in integration. This was a new beginning, a deeper understanding. His heart was no longer alone, but intertwined with the fate of the entire universe, becoming part of this flowing force.

"I understand." Feng Jing said softly with a firm look in his eyes.

Chapter 840: Breaking the Limits of the Infinite Universe: Feng Jing's Crazy Exploration and the Unknowable Realm