Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 573: Absolute Reversal of Fate and Final Elimination

Absolute reversal of fate and final obliteration

Feng Jing's existence completely merged into the blank void, like a meteorite that had lost its trajectory forever, drifting through the endless universe, waiting to be forgotten. However, just when he thought he had completely disappeared, a wave of energy that made the entire void tremble suddenly emerged from nowhere. This energy did not come from any dimension he had ever known, nor did it follow any known rules. It was like a force from a higher being, penetrating all boundaries between nothingness and existence.

Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly pulled back, and he felt an unprecedented force pulling him back to reality, but this was not the reality he once knew. At this moment, he was no longer Feng Jing, but a deeper existence - a "super-existence" not bound by any world or time and space.

"Do you think you've disappeared?" The voice rang out again, but this time, it was no longer deep, but carried with it an immense sense of oppression and helplessness. "You cannot escape the shackles of fate. Every struggle you make, every time you transcend, will be taken back and you'll have to start over."

Feng Jing's body began to grow transparent, gradually consumed by the force. The formless void was now filled with strange textures and colors, like ancient symbols emerging from space, seemingly recording a never-ending process. Feng Jing's soul drifted and twisted within these symbols, breaking into countless fragments, each carrying a different fate and future.

"You cannot understand," the voice said coldly. "Everything you've experienced, every collapse, rebirth, shattering, and fusion, is fate's playful game. The nothingness you see is actually part of fate, a collection of infinite possibilities, the memories of the abandoned."

Feng Jing's heart suddenly trembled. At this moment, his consciousness broke through all boundaries, transcending time and space, traversing an indescribable void. He saw countless parallel versions of himself, born from countless fragments of time and space, countless dimensions, and countless lives. However, these "Feng Jings" were not himself—they were merely the "possibilities" he could perceive.

"You..." Feng Jing's voice trembled, but was full of determination. "Who are you? Why are you teasing me like this?!"

"Me?" A wicked smile etched itself in his voice. "I am you, and everything you cannot understand. I am your inescapable fate, the intersection of all possibilities and impossibilities. Everything you've experienced is but a small trial in the game of fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness was shattered into millions of fragments. He felt as if he had been thrown into a black hole, unable to resist, powerless to struggle. Each fragment represented a version of Feng Jing, and the differences between these versions became increasingly significant. Some versions were completely different from him. Some became ancient gods, some became the destroyer of the universe, and some even became ruins sleeping in eternal darkness.

"What is this?!" Feng Jing could no longer tell which time and space he was in. His heart was already filled with uncontrollable fear and confusion.

"This is nothing but a complete reversal of fate," the voice replied calmly. "You thought you had escaped the shackles of fate, but you are but a pawn in an endless cycle of reincarnation. Every choice you make lays the groundwork for the next reincarnation."

"Reincarnation..." Feng Jing murmured to himself, "I understand... I will not be able to escape in the end. All my choices are just to reincarnate again."

At this moment, he realized that he was just part of an eternal experiment - an existence constantly rotating, reborn, collapsed, and reconstructed on the chessboard of fate. His existence had no end, no destination, only endless games and obliterations.

Just when Feng Jing thought it was all over, a frantic tremor erupted from the void, as if space itself were being torn apart by some invisible force. A massive crack appeared before Feng Jing, emitting a blinding light, as if it led to another, unknown world. Feng Jing felt an inexplicable attraction, and his consciousness was instantly drawn into the crack, traversing all dimensional barriers and entering a completely unfamiliar space and time.

"You're finally here." A gentle yet meaningful voice came from the crack. Feng Jing's consciousness was deeply attracted by this voice, as if he saw something hidden deep in his heart. "Welcome to the new end."

Feng Jing's body was once again pulled into an incomprehensible dimension, where time flowed in an uncertain manner, space was impermanent, and even he himself began to become blurred and undefinable. He saw himself transformed into countless fragments, floating in this world, colliding with each other, merging, disappearing, and being reborn.

"This is the end, but also a new beginning." The voice echoed again. "Everything you strive for will eventually vanish. You will never escape fate's tricks, forever trapped in this incomprehensible cycle."

Feng Jing's consciousness almost completely collapsed, and he felt that he had been completely wiped out - he was no longer Feng Jing, nor was he any individual, but just a part of some endless fate that he could never break away from, never escape.

Everything ends, but everything begins again.

Chapter 574: Resurrection of Nothingness and Ultimate Collapse