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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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Father!

Suddenly, a voice from the entrance of the Banquet Hall echoed throughout.

"What?" Emperor Kaiser Ethren stood up in shock as he lost his bearings. His eyes looked as if it had been instilled with alarm and a little bit of fear!

Empress Iona Ethren, the Princes, and Princesses others too revealed similar looks of disbelief and nervousness.

Only Alexi Ethren looked calm but he held a similar interest in the entourage as he looked back.

'The rulers of this territory...'

This sentence echoed in every mind present in the Banquet Hall, giving birth to a silent atmosphere, vastly different from the sumptuous and noisy atmosphere which had been present before.

In the distance, seven members who were dressed in luxurious robes flew over to the seat of honor without any haste. Their feet were not touching the ground, disrespecting the person of honor for this occasion, which is none other than the Ethren Emperor.