Chapter 341 - 342: Return to the Family

Chapter 341: Chapter 342: Return to the Family

"These worlds you see now are only one ten-thousandth of the Wizard Ancestral Land. Many more are hidden on other planes."

"Some worlds are hidden within space, some are immersed in time, and still others exist in higher dimensions."

"If you do not reach the specific realm where these worlds are located, you won’t be able to see them!"

Antaromen patted Andre’s shoulder, then took out a small boat and pulled Andre aboard.

Andre sat on the boat, somewhat dazed, watching the worlds recede behind him at an incredible speed.

As the boat continued forward, more and more magnificent vistas unfolded before Andre’s eyes.

Andre stared at the scenery composed of different worlds, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, but he couldn’t utter a single word of praise.

Because any words of praise would be utterly unworthy of such sights.

"We’re here!" After they had passed a number of worlds Andre could no longer count, Antaromen slowly brought the boat to a stop and pointed to the world group ahead.

Andre followed Antaromen’s finger and looked over. When he saw the world group, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

In the world group before him, there were at least ten thousand worlds in his line of sight alone.

And that wasn’t all. These worlds revolved slowly in the Star Realm according to a specific pattern, as if they were all components of a single artifact.

"This is our clan’s land, and also the core region of the Wizard Ancestral Land. You can call it the Tower of Black Stone."

Antaromen looked at the speechless, completely stunned Andre and introduced the world group before them.

"The Tower of Black Stone... the same Tower of Black Stone responsible for compiling the Complete Witchcraft and the Demon Pattern Encyclopedia."

After a long moment, Andre finally came to his senses and looked at Antaromen.

"Yes, the Tower of Black Stone. The name’s a pun on ’Wizard Tower,’ and it’s also one of the first Wizard Towers ever established in the Wizard Ancestral Land!"

"It bears the heavy responsibility of passing down our legacy in the Ancestral Land. That’s why Wizards from other regions call us the ’People of Black Stone,’ meaning the purest of Wizards!"

Antaromen looked at Andre and nodded.

His nod only made things worse. Andre felt like his brain couldn’t handle such an overwhelming amount of information.

’So after all this time, it turned out that all those books he’d read had been produced by his own family.’

"Alright, enough about that. After you meet the Old Ancestor, you’ll have a chance to see all these worlds for yourself!"

Antaromen patted Andre’s shoulder, and the stationary boat set off once more.

Soon, the two of them rode the boat to the very center of the Tower.

It was a Level 6 World, its world barrier densely inscribed with countless Witchcraft Curse Seals.

These Curse Seals formed incredibly powerful Witchcraft, and this Witchcraft, in turn, combined continuously to form Witchcraft Arrays that permeated with the Power of Truth.

Andre looked at these Witchcraft Arrays and was willing to bet that even a being on the level of a Truth Great Wizard would not gain any advantage if they tried to attack this world.

Just then, Antaromen raised his hand and cast a strand of Witchcraft. In response, a silver-white light slowly emerged on the world barrier.

Then, Antaromen steered the boat through the passage that had formed.

"This is the communication Witchcraft for entering and exiting the Ancestral Land. You’ll learn it too after you meet the Old Ancestor."

Antaromen told Andre, then guided him toward the tallest and largest Wizard Tower within this world.

Soon, the boat reached the very top of the Wizard Tower, and Antaromen led Andre off the small vessel.

"Hmm, Solomon, hasn’t he reached Morning Star yet? Why did you bring him back?"

Andre disembarked from the boat and followed Antaromen’s footsteps into a hall that was simple, dim, yet radiated immense Power.

The deep, resonant voice had come from within the hall, speaking just as Andre’s foot crossed the threshold.

"Don’t get me started. The plan was disrupted by that Life Giant Dragon!"

Antaromen led Andre deeper into the hall.

"The Life Giant Dragon disrupted it? What happened?"

Just then, a Wizard over five meters tall and rippling with muscle slowly walked out from the depths of the hall. When he saw Andre, he reached out and patted his shoulder."

"I’m your... your...!" The giant man looked at Andre and opened his mouth to introduce himself. But just as he was about to explain their generational relationship, he suddenly froze.

Because the generational gap between him and Andre was simply too vast. Even if he counted in groups of ten generations, it would take him a whole day and night to explain.

"Forget it. Just call me Eighth Ancestor!"

The giant man finally gave up and squeezed out the sentence to Andre.

"So, tell me, how did that Life Giant Dragon fellow disrupt the plan?"

The Eighth Ancestor looked at Antaromen, who had brought Andre back.

"This kid got a Mixed-blood Dragon Beast from somewhere and kept refining its Bloodline until it evolved into a Giant Dragon."

"Normally, that wouldn’t be a big deal, but the kid just had to pick the Bloodline of that Life Giant Dragon."

"That guy’s ability to sense his own descendants is among the best in the entire Star Realm."

"The moment his Dragon Beast finished its evolution, that old bastard knew. He came looking for him right away. If I hadn’t shown up, that bastard would have dragged Andre off to the Dragon’s Nest."

Antaromen looked at the Eighth Ancestor and slowly explained how the plan had been derailed.

"Is that so. Another day, I’ll catch that old coot and peel off two layers of his skin."

The Eighth Ancestor nodded, and together with Antaromen, he led Andre further into the hall.

By this time, all the Truth Great Wizards who were in the Tower of Black Stone had already gathered and taken their seats in the hall, waiting only for Antaromen and the Eighth Ancestor.

The two of them went to their seats and sat down. Then, with a cold snort from the Eighth Ancestor, the Witchcraft in the hall activated.

Afterward, the hall, carrying Andre and his family elders, vanished from the Star Realm.

When the hall reappeared, it was already hovering above the River of Time.

This was a region of the Endless Star Realm where it was extremely difficult to obtain information.

With the flashing of the Witchcraft on the hall, it was now impossible for anyone to know what was happening inside.

At this moment, an old man slowly emerged from the void. Accompanied by an endless torrent of Chaos Qi, he took the main seat and looked at Andre, who was returning home for the first time.