I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?

"Are you telling the truth? Does the Key of Immortality truly work on all living beings? Without any additional restrictions?"

The five ancient beings all fixed their gazes intently on Owen, their expressions filled with disbelief.

After all, life was the most precious resource to any living creature. And the higher one’s cultivation, the more difficult it became to prolong their lifespan. For beings like them, whose powers had reached such towering heights, extending life even slightly often demanded a monumental price.

If what Owen claimed was true, then the Key of Immortality represented an unimaginably enticing treasure—perhaps even a necessity.

Despite their great strength, the one thing that loomed closest over their heads was the inevitable end of their lifespan. The mere thought of being able to prolong their life—even by just a century—was enough to set their hearts ablaze with desire.

Seeing that all five beings were now staring at him with utmost seriousness, Owen became even more convinced that his prior assumption was spot-on. He grinned and spoke with confident ease:

"Why would I ever deceive you all? Besides, isn’t it normal for a specialty item from a tier-eight region to be extraordinary?"

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Indeed, the Key of Immortality was of immense value. To beings such as these, it was virtually an indispensable resource. If he sold just a few, Owen could rake in an enormous amount of divine points in a short span of time.

With that kind of windfall, he might just be able to push himself from the very limits of a 2-star Ancient God straight into the ranks of a 3-star Ancient God!

The affirmation in Owen’s voice sent yet another wave of shock through the hearts of the five. Their eyes grew even more fervent as they stared at the distant Realm of Immortality.

So this was the power of a tier-eight region?