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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

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Clash Of Divine Techniques

Davis slowly took a step forward, moving in a straight line towards Grand Elder Seil Zenflame, who shuddered.

"Don't release the flaming walls. His attacks may be powerful, but he's still an Immortal King whose body shouldn't be able to withstand multiple impacts from our attacks even if he is able to successfully defend. Don't let him escape even if it's your end."

Grand Elder Seil Zenflame and the other Grand Elders received soul transmissions from the Ancestors.

Their expressions appeared to be stifled as they clenched their teeth, wondering why they should stay here if the Ancestors were going to sacrifice themselves anyway. It wasn't their duty to sacrifice their lives for the clan yet, at least until they became withered existences who lost most of their blood essence and didn't have much of a future to look forward to.