Lin Chuan had encountered this situation before, but he still revealed an expression of utterly incredulous shock. He knew perfectly well that something like this could only happen once in a lifetime, and even that single chance would already be an immeasurable blessing from the heavens. Yet now, he had never imagined that he would encounter it again.
Lin Chuan remembered it clearly. Back when his cultivation was still weak, at the Qi Refining Stage, he had passed the trial in Beauty Tomb and entered a cultivation chamber. Inside stood a strange black stone statue. It was the chanting of that statue that had awakened the Maha Clan bloodline within Lin Chuan, allowing him to obtain one of the three primordial scriptures—the Maha Sutra.
At this moment, however, another kind of rune was being nurtured within Lin Chuan's body: white runes entirely unlike the black Maha Sutra. These runes originated from Lin Chuan's flesh and were inscribed within his meridians, completely different from the Maha Sutra, which had been nurtured in his soul.
Although Lin Chuan already had a profoundly shocking guess in his heart, he still tried to listen closely to the chanting, wanting to discern what the scripture meant. Very soon, he clearly heard two words within it—Buddha!
"This... this really is... the Buddha's True Scripture!!! But how is that possible..."
The instant Lin Chuan heard those two words, he felt as though he had been struck by lightning. He stood there completely stunned, still unable to believe it was real.
"Wasn't it said that there were only two ways to obtain the three primordial scriptures? Was that wrong?" Endless doubts arose in Lin Chuan's heart.
According to Young Master Hai, this world had originally possessed three races that stood above all living beings: the Supreme One Clan,