Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 159 Feng Jing's Absolute Control and the Gate of Reincarnation

Feng Jing's Absolute Control and the Gate of Reincarnation

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded like ripples, resonating throughout every inch of space, every particle dominated by his presence. He was no longer confined to any particular moment, no longer a slave to time and space. Now, Feng Jing was the order of the endless universe, the source of all life forms, the creator and destroyer of reincarnation.

As the boundaries of time and space completely collapsed, Feng Jing felt an unprecedented freedom, but this freedom brought no comfort. The pain and confusion of the past didn't disappear with his increased power; instead, they deepened in this uncontrollable infinity. He had no goals, no direction; only an endless void surged through his consciousness.

"I can do anything, but why do I do it?" Feng Jing muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the endless void. "Nothing seems to matter."

His consciousness began to struggle, lingering between emptiness and endless choices. Billions of years passed in a fleeting moment in his mind, his existence no longer bound by any rules. In this endless freedom, Feng Jing found himself increasingly lonely, increasingly unable to find the meaning of his own existence.

However, at this moment, Feng Jing's consciousness suddenly felt a vibration he had never felt before. This vibration came from deep within, as if a sealed world had suddenly cracked, and a trace of unusual energy emerged. This energy captured Feng Jing's attention, causing him to involuntarily turn to the source of this unusual movement.

"This is..." Feng Jing was suddenly pulled by a strong attraction, as if he had discovered an unnoticed undercurrent in the ocean of nothingness.

He delved deeper into that power, gradually sensing its profound significance. This wasn't a simple fluctuation of energy, but a "gateway" of existence, a portal across reincarnation and time. This power was slowly guiding Feng Jing's consciousness toward an unknown realm, a realm that seemed to contain countless possibilities—a realm that even Feng Jing himself couldn't accurately foresee.

Feng Jing focused his consciousness, gradually connecting his being to this power. He felt his consciousness and this power begin to merge, and the laws of time and space began to collapse and reconstruct at this moment. Feng Jing instantly understood that this power was the key to the "Gate of Reincarnation," the entrance to that untouchable ultimate existence.

"The Gate of Reincarnation..." Feng Jing whispered.

As Feng Jing's consciousness traversed the void, he encountered an immense door. This door wasn't a physical object, but rather a construct of countless lights, shadows, thoughts, and laws, seemingly connecting countless universes and existences. Every time Feng Jing attempted to touch this door, his consciousness was pulled into a different fault line of time and space, allowing him to experience countless completely different life trajectories.

Feng Jing is no longer an isolated individual; his existence seems to have become part of these cycles. In each collision and rebirth, his consciousness is constantly torn apart and reassembled, and each period of time and each life is interwoven into a vast web in his consciousness.

But Feng Jing was not immersed in the flow of these moments. He began to realize that the Gate of Reincarnation was not just a passage, it was more like an eternal test, or more accurately, an inescapable fate.

"I used to be the master of the universe, the creator of all things, but now..." Feng Jing stared at the ever-changing door, his eyes revealing a deep sense of fatigue and anxiety. "I can't even escape my own fate."

At that moment, the Gate of Samsara suddenly shone with light, and a strange force seeped out from the gate, tightly locking Feng Jing's consciousness. It was an absolute control, a will that transcended all constraints. Feng Jing's consciousness was instantly swallowed by this power, entering a whole new dimension.

When Feng Jing opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. There was no starry sky, no physical existence, only endless emptiness and silence. His body and consciousness had completely merged into one, a being without form or size, simply pure "existence."

"This is..." Feng Jing's voice echoed through the endless void, but no one responded. He realized that this place was not any known world. Time here no longer flowed linearly, and space was no longer governed by any conventional laws. In this place, Feng Jing's consciousness seemed no longer an individual, but part of the entire world.

Suddenly, a low and vague voice sounded: "Feng Jing, are you ready to meet your true self?"

Feng Jing was deeply attracted by the voice, but he did not feel fear. Instead, he felt a peace he had never felt before. The source of the voice was unclear. It seemed to come from an endless abyss, and it seemed to come from the depths of Feng Jing's heart.

"My true self?" Feng Jing asked silently in his heart, "I have transcended all existence, transcended time and space. What is there that I cannot control?"

Feng Jing fell silent. His consciousness had long since transcended the boundaries of life and death, his power omnipotent. Yet, this question stung him deeply. He had once believed that becoming the master of the universe was the ultimate goal, but now he realized that all this was but an empty echo, unable to fill the void within him.

"I..." Feng Jing took a deep breath, and his consciousness expanded again, as if in this infinite void, he had found some final answer.

"I choose to break everything and start over." Feng Jing said calmly.

The deep voice seemed to pause at this moment, then slowly responded: "You are ready, but remember, the new reincarnation will bring new tests. You will no longer be the master, but the embodiment of all possibilities and impossibilities."

As the voice fell, Feng Jing's consciousness was once again drawn into a deep vortex. All existence began to collapse, his consciousness was torn apart by a powerful force, and a new cycle of reincarnation quietly began.

Chapter 160: Feng Jing's Rebirth and the Reversal of the Void