"Feeling alright, Professor?"
Ron asked with some concern.
"Ha, not dead yet."
Uther smiled wryly and waved his hand, trying to appear relaxed, which only made people more worried:
"But indeed, we need to hurry; my old bones can’t endure too much torment."
His spectral image trembled slightly, struggling to gather scattered power:
"Come with me, Ron. Since the treatment plan has been set, your Moon Level breakthrough should also proceed in sync. I’m going to take you to a special place."
"A special place?"
Ron asked with some confusion:
"Professor, didn’t I say before? I plan to complete the final radiation field activation in the special Meditation Room in the Central Lands. The conditions there are quite good, and..."
"No, there is not enough time."
Uther interrupted him, with the silver glimmer in his spectral image flickering slightly:
"Neither the Eye of Observation nor Gould is the type to wait patiently here for you to slowly breakthrough."
There was a hint of helplessness in the old professor’s tone:
"Even the best public Magic Concentration Room has limited efficiency. With your current pace, it might take a week or two to complete the activation..."
With Uther’s reminder, Ron suddenly realized.
Making the Eye of Observation and Gould, both at Great Wizard Level, wait while he slowly broke through was indeed somewhat...
"So, we need a more efficient plan."
Uther turned and walked deeper into the office area:
"There is a special activation field within the Crown Clan that is far superior to those public facilities."
They left the Ritual Room and entered a hidden passage that Ron had never seen before.
This passage was cleverly concealed behind the stone wall in the core region of the Crystal Tower.
Without Uther actively leading the way, it would’ve been impossible to discover its existence.
"For thousands of years, this area has never been open to outsiders."
Uther explained as he activated the hidden entrance with Void Power:
"Even most members of the Crown Clan cannot enter; only those of the purest bloodline core members are allowed to tread here."
As the silver light was injected, the heavy stone wall began to slide open silently, revealing a spiral passageway that extended downward.
As they went deeper, the surrounding magic concentration increased rapidly.
Ron felt as if he had dived into a massive Magic Pool, with pure energy flowing into his body with each breath.
"This magic concentration..."
He couldn’t help but marvel, as the environment here was even richer than the observation station halfway down the Great Abyss:
"It feels like directly connected to the source of magic."
"That’s pretty much it."
Uther’s spectral image became clearer in the high-concentration magic environment:
"When the King of Absurdity constructed this place, they directly guided several magic veins to this location. It’s arguably one of the most magic-dense areas in the entire Central Lands."
As they walked, Ron suddenly recalled a question that had always perplexed him:
"Professor, I have a question I’ve always wanted to ask..."
He hesitated, uncertain if this topic was appropriate:
"As the Crown Clan is an ancient family that has lasted thousands of years, why have I only seen Cassandra Tower Master and Her Highness Eve? Logically, such a large clan couldn’t have just a mother and daughter, right?"
Upon hearing this question, Uther’s footsteps paused slightly.
The silver in his spectral image dimmed for a moment, and his expression seemed to be touched by a memory he preferred not to recall.
"You’ve been observing very carefully, Ron."
The old professor remained silent for a while before speaking again:
"Some things... how should I put it, knowing too much may not be a good thing. But since you asked, you’ll understand once you see it for yourself."
He smiled wryly and shook his head:
"In the Wizard World, reality is often more... complex than imagined."
Uther’s evasiveness made Ron realize that he might have stumbled upon a sensitive topic.
An ominous premonition began to arise in his heart, and he suppressed his curiosity to focus on following Uther’s footsteps.
The passage stretched out under their feet as if leading to the depths of the earth.
"Almost there."
Uther’s voice came from ahead, carrying an indescribable heaviness.
After descending the last steps, they arrived at a vast hall that completely stunned Ron.
The size of this place was beyond his imagination.
The dome disappeared into the hazy purple light mist, creating an illusion of infinite extension.
Ancient Runes on the surrounding walls continuously flowed and transformed slowly.
But what truly made Ron frown was the scene in the center of the hall.
Hundreds of transparent Crystal Coffins were neatly arranged, each adult-sized, emanating a gentle blue glow.
The coffins were filled with a preservation liquid, and in the pale blue liquid, humanoid figures floated peacefully.
Each figure maintained a life-like posture, as if they were merely in peaceful slumber.
"This is..."
He carefully discerned.
Those figures inside the Crystal Coffins all shared the same black hair as Cassandra and Her Highness Eve.
Men, women, the elderly, children... members of all ages from the Crown Clan were present.
Yet all remained in a deep sleep state, with life signs so faint as to be almost imperceptible.
"This is the true core of the Crown Clan."
Uther’s voice echoed ominously throughout the vast hall:
"These descendants of the King of Absurdity’s bloodline... are all here."