Within the space of a mere inch, there were dozens, even hundreds of hidden acupuncture points, each as tiny as a section of a thumb, densely packed like the stars in the night sky. Moreover, there appeared to be even finer acupuncture points that could continue to undergo divine transformation, seemingly endless.
Xiao Chen was secretly astonished; he felt as though he was deciphering the codes of his body. If this continued, every minute part within him would become known, and if all acupuncture points were divinely transformed, they could truly rival and correspond to the endless stars in the vast starry sky.
Under the Yin Yang Tree, Xiao Chen sat quietly in the void, enveloped in divine radiance, resembling a Supreme God, with intricate and mysterious patterns faintly visible on his skin. Several Heavenly Steles were positioned around him, enclosing him in what seemed like an isolated small world.