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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! == Cover Title Edit credits goes to Hesreth! == 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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Cracks

In the Purple Guest Palace, Isabella arrived here faster than anyone else while carrying Davis's unmoving body in her arms. Her trembling did not stop, except it wasn't one of trepidation but one of hopeful joy.

She hurriedly scuttled through the hallways and arrived at Davis's garden, pushing the door open while almost accidentally destroying it.

"Master!~"

A childish voice echoed from the life-attributed tree, causing Isabella to become more hopeful. She arrived before the tree and summoned a bed from her spatial ring, laying him down in a gentle manner.

"Master...?"

The tree's voice echoed again, but this time, it could be seen that it sensed that Davis wasn't his usual self.

"You... can you heal him?"

Isabella asked with a hopeful gaze while biting her lips, knowing that she was asking too much to this juvenile spirit.