Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes-Chapter 233 --A Different Blood Moon

Daniel felt as if his brain had momentarily crashed.

Never in his wildest imagination had he expected that the Dark Star Jarvan’s plan would involve a timeline dating back 4,000 years ago.

Returning to the past?

It sounded... interesting.

Of course, Daniel wasn’t particularly shocked by the idea itself. After all, he already possessed Time Stream, and was quite familiar with traveling into the past. To him, revisiting a previous timeline was hardly a novelty.

What genuinely surprised him, though, was that Jarvan actually held another method to return to the past—

A mysterious scroll, appearing as if it were a torn fragment of some ancient blueprint.

It made Daniel curious—what did the complete blueprint originally look like?

Could that parchment possess the power to freely traverse time and space?

Suppressing his wandering thoughts, Daniel spoke up.

"Even if I do return to the past, what exactly am I supposed to do there?"

"And if I act, won’t my actions affect the current timeline?"

Jarvan gave him a very straightforward response.

"When you return to the past, you can do anything you want. You could even annihilate the human race if you so desired."

"But no matter what you do, humanity will always survive and evolve into what it is now."

"True history is immutable. Even if you go back, you cannot change its flow."

"You may not understand yet, but ’history’ is not just a record of the past—it also represents fate."

"You think you’re living in the present, but in truth, everything you do in the past has already been written."

"Let me put it this way: You, me, and countless others—we are all players within the pages of history. Eventually, we’ll all return to it. Everything we’ve done... was predetermined."

These words cast Daniel into a contemplative silence.

It felt like he had caught onto something important—but the more he thought about it, the more it slipped away.

"So basically, I can do anything I want... right?" he asked.

Jarvan responded with a gentle wave of mind power.

"Yes, that’s right. When you return to 4,000 years ago, you may think you’re acting based on your current understanding, but in reality, you’re simply doing what you already did."

"But I must remind you of one rule—within the same timeline, there can only be one of you."

"In other words, no matter what, you cannot alter the current situation."

Daniel frowned.

Something about Jarvan’s explanation unsettled him.

If everything was predetermined... then what was the point of struggling?

Was it all just following a path carved by fate, inevitably reaching a destination already scripted?

From this perspective, the scroll’s function paled in comparison to Time Stream.

With Time Stream, he could change the present.

With this scroll, he could not.

"So... what if I choose not to go?" Daniel asked.

"Now that’s a fascinating question," Jarvan replied.

"Even if most people can’t change anything, they also don’t have the privilege of going back."

"You’re one of the few who does. You’re lucky. But if you don’t believe me, you’re welcome to try."

"According to the tenets of determinism, even if you decide not to go now, you’ll return eventually—because history is fixed."

Daniel lapsed into another moment of quiet thought.

He had considered using Time Stream to experiment—

To see what would happen if he didn’t go back to the past.

But if what Jarvan said was true, then even if he didn’t go now, he might still end up doing it at some later point.

After all, who could truly know what the future held?

After a long moment of consideration, Daniel finally nodded.

"I understand what you mean."

This so-called "fate" seemed like an inescapable loop—like it was intertwined with the very rules of the world.

Still, Daniel hadn’t given up hope.

Just because something couldn’t be resolved now didn’t mean it couldn’t be resolved later.

Take Time Stream, for example—its power was enough to defy the heavens, yet it was only ranked 9th in the God Rank Skill Compendium.

What if he could eventually synthesize all the top ten God Rank Skills?

Just how unbelievable would that power be?

Daniel was confident—each of those skills could likely shatter the very laws of this world.

And that’s why he wasn’t entirely fazed by all this talk of destiny and determinism.

"Alright then," Jarvan said. "Time’s almost up. You may proceed."

As he spoke, a shimmering portal opened across his massive surface.

"Take the scroll and step through. But remember—don’t linger too long in the past.

One hour spent 4,000 years ago is equal to two hours here in the present."

"Friendly reminder: You must return before daybreak. You have five hours total, which translates to just two and a half hours in the past."

Daniel’s expression turned serious.

Two and a half hours... not much time at all.

"When I get there, how am I supposed to find you?" he asked.

Jarvan didn’t answer directly. Instead, he sent a simple message through mind power.

"In the web of fate, we are destined to meet."

...

[You have passed through the Gate of Time.]

[Requirement for traversal: Possession of god-level temporal law.]

[Your current law: Time Stream.]

[Entry conditions met.]

[Scroll is bound to a fixed destination. Temporal parameters cannot be changed.]

...

As Daniel stepped through the temporal gate,

He was astonished to see the space around him twist and ripple like a whirlpool of memories.

Countless fragments of history flashed before his eyes—

The descent of the blood moon,

The fall of the Abyss Emperor,

The arrival of Kalthor...

Millennia of Apocalypses,

The birth and extinction of countless races.

Each scene played out like a flickering slideshow, swiftly passing through his vision.

Yet what surprised Daniel most was this—

Though he could see these images, he couldn’t remember them.

It was as if some powerful law had forcibly prevented these memories from being retained.

The past was not meant to be remembered.

Daniel wasn’t too bothered by this.

Most of what he saw were events that had already come to pass—nothing too valuable in terms of intel.

And the few things that might have been worth remembering? He couldn’t retain them anyway.

So Daniel shook off his curiosity and continued forward—

Until he reached the end of the time corridor and stepped through the final gate.

The moment he emerged,

The world around him was drenched in crimson.

Above him, the sky was dominated by a massive, scarlet blood moon,

Blazing hundreds of times brighter than anything he’d ever seen in his own time.

The mere sight of it made his chest tighten and his mind grow agitated.

He didn’t hesitate.

Immediately, he activated Soul Defense.

As the protective aura enveloped his soul, Daniel’s emotions gradually stabilized.

So this... was what the blood moon had been like 4,000 years ago?

So overwhelmingly strong.

Then why—Daniel wondered—had its power weakened so drastically by the time of the current era?

What exactly had happened in the past

to bring about such a change?