I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 151 --Nearly Two Million Divine Points

"If I could absorb all the Primal Faith left behind by the Caesar Empire..."

Owen’s gaze burned with intensity.

After all, just a single wisp of Primal Faith could provide such tremendous aid to the people of the Caesar Empire. If he could absorb all of it, the changes that would take place in Annasi Town would be nothing short of earth-shattering.

More importantly, since that golden-armored man was attempting to absorb the Primal Faith as well, didn’t that mean that Primal Faith remnants might exist in other locations too?

The Caesar Empire had once commanded a vast domain. Even if the golden-armored man had gathered a portion of it, it could not possibly be all there was.

At that thought, a figure surfaced in Owen’s mind—Princess Aysa.

As the rightful heir to the will of the Caesar Empire, Princess Aysa had the natural right to inherit and command these remnants of Primal Faith. However, Owen was now a deity, a true god, and the humans living in the former territories of the Caesar Empire were offering him sincere and unwavering faith.

In other words, compared to Princess Aysa, he had an even greater claim to inherit the full mantle of these faith remnants!

With that thought firmly planted, Owen immediately activated his god mark, transforming his domain into an invisible black hole. It emanated a powerful gravitational pull, forcefully drawing the Primal Faith away from the golden-armored man and absorbing it at an accelerating rate.

After a while, Owen’s attention finally shifted away from the golden-armored man.

By his current estimates, he could absorb around ten wisps of Primal Faith each day — and that pace was only going to increase. Each passing day, his absorption rate would outpace the previous one significantly.

At this rapidly growing rate, it wouldn’t be long before all the lingering Primal Faith from the Caesar Empire gathered within him.

"This Upside-Down Mountain, being a tier-8 Sacred Vestige... I wonder how many divine points the system will offer if I sell it?"

Curious, Owen placed the Upside-Down Mountain into the system’s pawnshop.

Upside-Down Mountain, Tier-8 Sacred Vestige.

An artifact with extremely powerful concealment abilities, serving as a resting place for the angelic race, capable of blocking all investigations targeting them.

Recycling Price—850,000 divine points!

Seeing the quoted value, Owen’s eyes widened in shock.

It seemed he and the angelic race were truly fated!

The corpses of the angelic beings had already been sold, and now with the sale of this Upside-Down Mountain, Owen had accumulated over 1.6 million divine points from the remains of the angelic race alone.

To put things into perspective—advancing from a 2-star Extreme Ancient God to a 3-star Ancient God only required 2.25 million divine points.

And now, thanks to the angelic race, he had already gathered the bulk of what he needed. He was just a little over 500,000 points short.

"The angelic race truly lives up to their reputation as heaven’s blessed children," Owen sighed with genuine admiration.

"If only there were more such races, my progress would be even faster."

Thanks to the tremendous help from the angels, Owen’s cultivation speed had far exceeded his peers.

In contrast, even when other gods expanded their territories after promotion and encountered remnants of angelic races or other legendary beings, most of them couldn’t immediately capitalize on the opportunity—either because they couldn’t detect the anomalies or because they weren’t strong enough to seize them.

Having already outpaced them, Owen knew this gap would only continue to widen.

Of course, among the billions upon billions of gods scattered across the cosmos, there would inevitably be a few lucky individuals who managed to stumble upon their own fortuitous encounters.

However, with Owen’s head start and rapid ascension, it would be nearly impossible for them to catch up anytime soon.

The advantages he had gained at this early stage were simply too overwhelming.

With this in mind, Owen didn’t hesitate any further. He decisively sold the Upside-Down Mountain to the system.

For now, the most important thing was still to gather enough divine points to achieve his next promotion.

As Owen finalized the sale, the Upside-Down Mountain immediately faded into a misty illusion and vanished without a trace. At the same time, a colossal influx of divine points surged into his body.

850,000 divine points!

Feeling the unstoppable flood of divine energy pouring into him like rivers converging into the sea, Owen couldn’t suppress the grin stretching across his face.

Adding the divine points he already had stockpiled, Owen’s total divine points now skyrocketed to an astounding 1.72 million! frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

This sudden, explosive wealth filled him with a sense of elation and slight arrogance.

Opening the gods’ chat interface, Owen decided to take a look at how the other deities were faring.

At this stage, the territories of various gods had yet to overlap. To gather information about others, he could only rely on the chat system.

At this moment, with many gods having advanced further and expanded their dominions, various secrets of the planes they inhabited were beginning to surface during their discussions.

"It seems that before we descended into this world, there were no gods here at all. Our appearance isn’t mere coincidence. Moreover, apart from our current plane, there are actually other planes out there as well."

"The divine wars don’t only involve gods from this plane. Gods from other planes also participate. Although these other planes are separate, their structures and histories seem remarkably similar to our own."

The advancement of their ranks had greatly expanded their knowledge of their surroundings, and coupled with the ongoing divine war, discussions about the nature of the world were becoming the new norm.

"Finally! After a year of struggle, and with the missionary missions during the divine war being quite generous, I finally managed to gather enough divine points to become a 1-star Extreme Ancient God!"

"This divine war was brutal. Almost all my top-tier tier-3 awakening devotees died, and more than ninety percent of my ghost soldiers perished too. But in the end, I still won! Hahaha!"

However, not all conversations were celebratory.

"Stop celebrating. Haven’t you realized that our existence might be part of a vast conspiracy? And it might be connected to the ’God’ spoken of in the legends from various planes!"

"Even though we come from different planes, from the memories of some gods I’ve slain, I can confirm that they, too, had legends about a supreme being called ’God’. It’s said that humanity’s rise to dominance was only possible because of God’s guidance!"

"You mean to say that our appearance here has something to do with ’God’?"

"Who knows? But according to ancient lore, God is omnipotent and omniscient. Even uttering His true name might bring catastrophe."

"It sounds so exaggerated. It’s probably just ancient superstition. Those events are too far removed from us to prove anything."

"Says who? I found a ruin in my territory recording that there isn’t just one ’God’. There were many, and my territory was once under the protection of a celestial god. That god contributed greatly to the rise of humanity."

The increasingly fervent discussions caught Owen’s attention as well.

He remembered that during his time in Annasi Town, he had seen similar names carved on some ancient stone tablets—though those records were almost completely eroded by time.

Still, from the fragments he could make out, Owen realized those stone tablets were Merit Tablets.

They recorded the tremendous deeds and achievements of a celestial god who had traveled across countless lands, vanquishing enemies, and paving the way for humanity to dominate their world.

However, the specifics about who those enemies were had not survived the erosion of time.

Owen pondered briefly before shaking his head.

At his current level, concerns about ancient celestial gods were still far too distant. His Godhood rank was simply not high enough yet.

For now, it would suffice to simply keep an eye out for mentions of "God" in the future.

"Overall, it seems that other gods are beginning to achieve 1-star Extreme Ancient God status. Some are even joining the divine war. I suppose their rate of progress will accelerate from here on."

This was within Owen’s expectations.

However, he was already a 2-star Extreme Ancient God, a full rank ahead.

Even if they worked tirelessly, they would need an unimaginable amount of time to catch up.

The farther one climbed, the greater the cost of each promotion.

While other gods were still racking their brains over how to scrounge up a few thousand divine points, Owen was already approaching two million!

The disparity was simply staggering.

This stark contrast filled Owen with satisfaction.

So this is what it feels like to be a divine tycoon!

Smiling faintly, Owen continued browsing through the chat messages.

To him, their little squabbles and competitions seemed no different from children playing house.

After a while, Owen turned his gaze back to the system interface.

Previously, before becoming a 2-star Extreme Ancient God, he had accepted the second phase of his god growth mission—

To enter the legendary Dantean Hell.

At the time, he had been cautious. After all, it was Dantean Hell they were talking about—an infamous realm where a single misstep could lead to eternal damnation.

But now, with his promotion complete, and an abundance of divine points at his disposal, Owen finally felt prepared.

It was time to take a look.