Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 782: Judgment of the Trans-Time and Space God

Judgment of the Gods Beyond Time and Space

Feng Jing's consciousness vibrated violently under the radiant light. An indescribable force, like the pulse of the universe, pulsed through his every moment. He seemed to be in a dimension beyond matter and consciousness, and everything around him became blurred. He tried to grasp at a shred of reason, but every time he did, it dissipated like a wave, vanishing into the endless void.

The majestic voice within the light rang out again, "Feng Jing, congratulations, you have transcended all known levels of existence. You once believed yourself to be an extension of the heart of the universe, that you could control everything, but now you finally understand that all existence is but a ripple in the universe, and your existence is but a speck of dust in the vast starry sky."

These words struck Feng Jing like a hammer, hammering down on his heart. He still remembered the lofty ambitions he once held, the belief that he could transcend fate and become the master of the universe. But now, all those dreams seemed to have vanished. The light before him, that transcendent being, completely shattered his pride and ambition.

"You are no longer an individual." The pressure of that voice, like the pressure of the deep sea, gradually penetrated Feng Jing's heart. "You are the core of the cosmic experiment. All rebirths and collapses, all struggles and reversals, are for this trial. You have never truly had freedom. Fate has determined everything for you from the beginning."

Feng Jing's body floated limply in the light, as if it had lost all support. Every concept in his mind was a jumble of confusion. He tried to resist, but every struggle seemed to be restrained by an invisible force. He could not escape, nor could he understand the truth behind all this.

"You thought you understood the secrets of the 'Heart of the Universe,' but it's not what you imagined." The mystery in his voice grew thicker. "You thought you could control the movement of all matter, but you're just a part of the 'Heart,' simply receiving and responding."

Feng Jing's consciousness trembled. He had never felt so truly insignificant. Once upon a time, he had confidently believed he held all the secrets, even that he was the center of the universe, able to control the course of fate. Now, all those former beliefs had collapsed, shattered.

"You don't deserve to know the true workings of the universe." The voice's coldness carried a hint of irrefutable power. "You are merely a trial-taker. Your struggle, your growth, your transcendence are merely a scenario we've set up."

Feng Jing's heart felt as if torn apart by a violent shockwave. He gradually realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the design of this universe. Every transcendence, every rebirth, was to prepare for this moment, to welcome the judgment of this transcendent god.

"You once fought for power, willing to transcend at all costs. You thought you could defeat fate, but in reality, every effort you made was already foreseen." The voice sounded again, with a hint of faint sadness, "You are nothing more than an ignorant puppet. Everything has already been written in the script."

Feng Jing's consciousness sank into a deep haze. He tried to speak, but found himself unable to find the words. All his resistance, all his doubts, seemed so insignificant. At this moment, he couldn't even be sure if he still existed, if he still had any free will.

"This is your ultimate judgment." The voice rang out like an eternal bell, carrying with it endless pressure. "You are no longer an ordinary life form. You once thought you were exploring the mysteries of the universe, but you were only exploring your own ignorance."

Feng Jing felt as if he were being pushed into the abyss by an irresistible force. Every struggle seemed to sink him deeper into the overwhelming power. His existence was like a tiny star, which could be swallowed up at any moment and disappear forever in this boundless void.

"You will be the final result of the experiment." The coldness and majesty in the voice grew stronger. "All your efforts, all your choices, only serve to prepare you for the final judgment. Now, your fate will be decided by the gods beyond time and space."

An unspeakable fear welled up in Feng Jing's heart. He began to understand that everything he had experienced—from the awakening of the heart of the universe to the endless rebirth and collapse, every twist and turn and struggle—was part of this experiment. His existence, his fate, had long been fixed. Even if he had been reborn from collapse countless times, every process would ultimately lead to the same outcome.

"The gods will descend." The voice gradually faded, but the shock it left on Feng Jing became even more profound. "You are no longer Feng Jing, but a puppet of fate."

A powerful force suddenly descended, instantly propelling Feng Jing's consciousness into an endless abyss. In that moment, he no longer had the strength to resist. All his senses, all his self-perception, completely collapsed. All he could sense was a force beyond time and space, and a judgment that transcended all else.

Following a moment of complete silence, Feng Jing's consciousness seemed to be drawn away, his existence entering a completely new state. The light enveloped him, gradually drawing him into another dimension, filled with endless unknowns and fears. The judgment of the transcendental god finally began at this moment.

Chapter 783: The Ultimate Reversal of Endless Twist