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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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Passing By?

"So beautiful…"

Davis shook his head as he came out of his reverie, his focused eyes finally landing on the overall scenery as he saw Erin Goldsun, Farle Lumin, and Wyther Blackryst joining the fray and making the battlefield surge into a tumultuous exchange of different law energies flying through the air as they struck their targets.

Darkness, lightning, fire, light, space, and gold energy soared in the area, giving birth to many spatial cracks, but these cracks were superficial like Davis expected, nothing more than the outermost layer peeling off.

The undulations were disorderly and turbulent, with as many as above forty people battling for supremacy, or rather, the Void Dust Tree Fruit in the distance.

At a glance, Davis could tell that Klein Zyrus possessed the upper hand. Whenever he attacked, his soul force lawlessly emerged and broke the cluster of opposition to guard their souls, leaving them falling back and regrouping every time.