Beside the book covered in cracks, a figure stood blankly in place, his Rinnegan dull and lifeless. It was clear that his right hand had previously been pressed against the source text of the Supreme One Scripture, but it had now slipped away. A distinct handprint was visible on the book, likely left behind when Hai had tried to destroy the source text of the Supreme One Scripture.
Lin Chuan's expression darkened at the sight. With a flash, he arrived at the center of the great hall.
This was the only source text of the Supreme One Scripture in the world. If it had truly been destroyed, Lin Chuan's chances of obtaining the Supreme One Scripture would be almost completely cut off.
That was because Primordial Scriptures could only be passed on to others through their source texts. Aside from that, they could only be inherited through bloodlines. In other words, if this book were destroyed, Lin Chuan could only obtain the Supreme One Scripture by using reincarnation to be reborn into the Supreme One Clan.
The difficulty of that was no less than finding a needle in the ocean. When Lin Chuan had reincarnated before, he had coincidentally been born into the Mu Family, which possessed the Buddha Clan's bloodline, and had inexplicably obtained Buddha's True Scripture. The odds had been far too low. Getting such a chance once was already incredibly fortunate; if it happened again, whether Lin Chuan could even survive would be a question.
Looking at the cracked source text before him, Lin Chuan extended his right hand, wanting to touch it, yet afraid that doing so would further damage it. After hesitating for a long while, he withdrew his hand.
The next moment, dense spiritual fluctuations rippled out from Lin Chuan's brow and slowly descended