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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.

Stardust_Breaker · Eastern
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His Own Death Warrant

In an icy palace sat an icy-blue-robed woman. Her white hair remained motionless but at this moment, her body couldn't help but shudder while her hair lifted. Instantly, her eyes shot wide open, seething with disbelief.

"Something's wrong."

Myria's voice echoed out as she instantly stood up and left the palace. 

"Divine Emperor of Death!"

"How cool! Divine Emperor of Death! Even though he's the same age as us, he's so attractive and powerful!"

"Cheeky lasses. I understand your emotions but how are you going to cultivate if you get mesmerized by this scene. You need to have a calm heart to cultivate the Mystic Ice Sect's…"

Myria's brows frowned as she caught sight of a scene where an elder advised two core disciples who screamed out loud at an intersection. They were leaving the plaza where even more disciples had gathered.

"Divine…?"