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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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Love Underneath The Crackling Skies

Davis, Eldia, and Zephya arrived at the Divergent Peak.

Since it was the border of the Aurora Cloud Gate, Davis really wasn't breaking any rules, and they didn't have a problem with him coming here either as it was a place for Divergents, not to mention he still had a good relationship with them.

Once he arrived at the core region, Davis felt breath taken even after arriving many times here. The air was thin and crisp, carrying whispers of ancient tales and the echoes of heavenly battles against the invincible. The landscape unfurled like a world of dreams and nightmares, stretching far beyond the reaches of mortal comprehension.

Before them lay a vast basin, its depths shrouded in mystery as if veiled by the very fabric of time itself. The edges of the basin disappeared into a haze, where the horizon merged seamlessly with the skies above, jarring with the destructive aura that plagued the land.