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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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Taking A Shot

Myria's heart drummed with killing intent while Ellia felt the same but also couldn't help but feel fear. There was another Ellia within the fake Myria whom she hadn't met yet, but she knew that she was there, her soul not knowing what to feel about this morbid and chaotic situation.

It was true chaos.

*Whoosh!~*

Myria shot like a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of her fake. Her speed was so fast than a wind attribute cultivator of the same level. When she arrived before her fake, her hand shook as though containing immense energy before a pitch-black palm emerged from that hand, heading towards the fake Myria, who still hadn't even lifted a finger.

"Lifestealing Death Palm."