"Three Points Return to Origin: Conception and Phenomena"
Within Clear Pool Pavilion, Chen Ping'an sat with his eyes closed, his mind focused, Spiritual Light gathering at his brow like a hazy mist.
Within his spiritual altar, strands of divine soul wove together freely, with Spirit Bridge Void faintly hidden, glittering and flashing.
Realizations circled endlessly through Chen Ping'an's heart, cycling again and again as they searched for that one path to take root in reality.
The Three Points Return to Origin True Scroll was this True Scroll of Divine Skill that, when he had broken through to the Celestial Realm, had used that opportunity as its guide and smelted together finger techniques, palm techniques, and fist techniques.
Now, under the advancement brought by the Fourth-rank Spirit Wine, Spiritual Lights of every color surfaced without cease, Spiritual Energy crossing and weaving, finding amid ten thousand tangled threads that one final path that truly belonged to the correct way.
Chen Ping'an had searched for this path for a long time already, and now, all that remained was that last kick at the doorstep, to make it truly take root.
Night was deep, dark clouds covering the moon. A clear breeze stirred, blowing open a corner of moonlight and scattering down a faint, pure glow. Then, in the distant sky, a Golden Wheel was about to rise, staining the horizon as a touch of red charm appeared.
Before he knew it, a night had passed.
Chen Ping'an sat still with his eyes closed, as if unaware.
"With finger force, palm power, and fist momentum as the meaning of the three points."
"Human calamity, earthly Baleful Intent, heavenly astral force. Three Points Return to Origin."
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Thoughts emerged one by one in Chen Ping'an's heart without cease, colliding with one another and bursting out