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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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Reuniting With His Sworn Brothers

Hearing Davis's voice, the resting figures of the three former Patriarchs jumped up. They quickly sat up, looking at Davis with wide eyes.

They couldn't believe he was in front of them, considering that they had received news that he had decided to stay back in order to save his little sister. They all thought that he would be killed or, at the very least, caught and publicly executed since he was just a weak Immortal King.

Even if he had some kind of treasure that could boost his prowess to the Empyrean Stage, would his body be able to handle it?

Wouldn't he break down and disintegrate like an ordinary sword that wasn't able to handle its master's energy?

They were afraid he would simply breakdown into ashes before he could even be caught.

However, he was standing before them— unscathed!

Words alone couldn't describe the scene they were witnessing, and no matter how they stared, he didn't disappear. This didn't seem to be an illusion.