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Chapter 670 From Ancient Times, a Grotto-Heaven from Ten Thousand Years Ago! (Please Subscribe, Please Vote for Monthly Tickets)
Li Chen held the "Words of the Stars" scepter, which trembled slightly as if in sync with his heartbeat, feeling the immense power contained within it.

Looking down at the dense mass of his people kneeling in utter devotion, he understood.

This scepter was indeed effective; it was not only a treasure of immense power, but also the supreme symbol of command over the entire Northern Wizarding Clan.

It seems that this move was absolutely correct, and this force can indeed be used to achieve our goals.

That evening, the loyal and proud Oksana meticulously prepared a private and grand celebration in her spacious longhouse.

Invited to the event were dozens of beautiful women who had had in-depth exchanges and close relationships with Li Chen, ranging from the mature and beautiful Svetlana and Lyubov to the youthful and energetic Alina, Mira, Nacia, and others, all gathered together.

They raised their glasses together, wishing Li Chen to become the Ancestor of the Witches, the supreme being of their tribe and all the remaining elves of the North.

The room was filled with laughter and chatter, with toasts being exchanged and the atmosphere extremely lively. Naturally, there were many untold stories and moments that are best left untold to outsiders.

If a passerby were to walk by, they would surely hear bursts of giggles, melodious singing, and some kind of blush-inducing noise coming from inside.

The next day, news of the birth of the new ancestor of witches spread like wildfire throughout the vast surrounding snowfields and forests.

As Oksana had said before, within a single day, delegations from seven or eight neighboring tribes rushed to the Frostwolf tribe.

These representatives were all women, and each of them was a highly respected and beautiful woman in her respective tribe.

Some of them wore fiery red fur coats, their brows revealing the unrestrained passion of children from the icy plains; others wore silver-white gauze skirts, their temperament as serene and aloof as a lotus in a snow-capped mountain; still others wore colorful costumes, full of mysterious and exotic charm.

Just as Oksana had said, they were all mature, beautiful, and full of charm.

They paid their respects to Li Chen, the new ancestor of witches, with eyes full of curiosity, awe, and a hint of scrutiny.

Li Chen outwardly maintained the dignity of the Witch Ancestor, but inwardly he was quite satisfied; the Northern Lands were indeed rich in "resources."

However, he also knew that now was not the time to fully explore these new "landscapes"; opening the blessed land left behind by the ancestor of witchcraft was the most urgent task.

On the third day, under Li Chen's orders, a large group set off from the Frostwolf Tribe and headed towards the depths of the seven great snow-capped mountains in the north, where the colder climate was and where people rarely went.

The group was led by Li Chen, followed closely by key figures such as the old wizard Canggu, Oksana, and Katrilan, along with representatives from various tribes and elite warriors from the Frostwolf tribe, totaling several thousand people.

Surrounded by snow-capped mountains, deep within a vast, frozen valley, the group finally arrived at their destination.

Before us stands a towering, massive stone gate that seems to blend seamlessly into the mountainside.

The stone gate is made of neither gold nor stone, and is dark blue in color. It is covered with a thick layer of ancient ice and is carved with countless complex and ancient totem runes.

Even after tens of thousands of years, these runes still faintly glow, emanating a powerful and chilling aura of restriction. On either side of the stone gate stand two colossal frost beast statues, each a hundred feet tall, with ferocious appearances and wings on their backs. They are lifelike, their empty eye sockets gazing down at the tiny crowd below, exuding a terrifying aura of ancient savagery.

The entire area was permeated with an atmosphere of vastness, antiquity, and extreme majesty, which involuntarily inspired awe and made people dare not even breathe loudly.

The old wizard Canggu was so excited that his beard trembled. He pointed to the massive stone gate and explained to Li Chen and the others with utmost reverence:

"Our ancestor, everyone, this is the legendary ancestral realm of the ancestral witch, which we have guarded for generations! It is a blessed land opened up by the first ancestor of the witch with his supreme power! According to ancient records, since the last ancestor who could open it perished, this gate has been closed for tens of thousands of years, and no one has been able to step into it since!"

Li Chen stared at the stone door, and could clearly feel the powerful restrictions contained within it, far exceeding the level of the current world.

He pondered in his heart: what amazing treasures must have accumulated in a secret realm that has been untouched for tens of thousands of years?

Those immortal herbs and spiritual flowers, nourished by the purest spiritual veins, probably each have a medicinal age of over ten thousand years, and may even still be growing and multiplying!

The techniques and laws used to refine those elixirs and magical artifacts made by the ancient shaman ancestors may have been lost long ago, and they may not even exist in this world!
If the resources inside can be fully utilized, the strength of the entire wizarding world will definitely be raised several levels, and it may even be able to cultivate a powerful force that can change the landscape of the continent!
Under the tense gaze of everyone, Li Chen took a deep breath and slowly raised the "Words of the Stars" scepter in his hand. He infused the scepter with his own pure spiritual energy and the aura of the Star Elf King's blood.

"Om-"

The emerald green core at the top of the scepter suddenly lit up, and a soft yet incredibly pure green beam of light shot out, precisely illuminating the center of the massive stone gate.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient totems on the stone gate seemed to come alive, lighting up one by one, like stars being ignited! The millennia-old ice covering the gate began to crack and peel off.

"Boom!"

A deep and tremendous rumble came from inside the mountain. Under the gaze of thousands of shocked, excited, and incredulous eyes, the huge stone door that had been sealed for thousands of years slowly and heavily opened a crack inward!
A surge of spiritual energy, dozens of times richer and purer than that outside, like a tangible mist, poured out from the crack in the door, invigorating anyone who approached!
Behind the crack in the door, a hazy, multicolored glow shimmered, obscuring the exact scene. Yet, the boundless vitality and precious aura emanating from ancient times captivated everyone.

However, the gate stopped when it was wide enough for one person to pass through.

A ripple spread through the space in front of the door, and a powerful repulsive force emanated from it. Clearly, the restriction here still existed, allowing only Li Chen, who held the token and whose bloodline was recognized, to enter.

Li Chen turned around and calmly instructed the excited crowd behind him, "Wait here."

Having said that, he held the "Words of the Stars" and stepped into the glowing portal, his figure instantly swallowed by the light. Behind him, thousands of eyes were filled with boundless anticipation and awe.

It's not that these people don't want to go in; they're even rejected when they try to get near the door.

As Li Chen ventured deeper into this blessed land, the sights before him left even the well-traveled Emperor Tian Ce in awe.

This is no ordinary secret cave dwelling; it's practically a complete and vast miniature world!
(End of this chapter)