Owen quickly calmed his excitement, forcing his turbulent emotions back into check, and turned his gaze toward the center of the stone pillar. There, embedded in the middle, was a small depression.
Inside the depression lay a key no larger than a thumb—the Key of Immortality—emitting a pure and potent aura of life. Through it, one could faintly perceive the flourishing vitality of countless living beings, as if entire worlds were thriving within its light.
"A single Key of Immortality extends one's life by a full century."
The moment Owen read this description, his eyes sparkled with an almost feverish gleam.
For many aged beings on the brink of death, the extension of life was something they would give anything for. And the demand for such a treasure would undoubtedly be astronomical. After all, those who had the need—and more importantly, the means—to acquire such a key were bound to be immensely wealthy and powerful.
And that was not all.
