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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.

Stardust_Breaker · Oriental
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4080 Chs

Reveals

The nine powerhouses appeared taken aback by Ancestor Dian Alstreim's sudden action before they became stunned by his statement.

He was willing to destroy it, but for that, one of them has to buy it?

They looked at the Illusory Yantra King Bell and confirmed that it appeared similar to what they heard. However, their expressions didn't look good as they imperceptibly avoided gazes.

"What? No one is willing to pay up for this treasure?"

Ancestor Dian Alstreim appeared confused.

"I'm more or less agreeable to accept the lowest rate possible in the market for this illusion artifact tinged with karmic luck. Does no one want to buy it?"

"..."

His question didn't garner an answer even after a few seconds had passed.

The nine powerhouses only looked at each other. The Ancestors of Twilight Physician Hall and Vital Tempering Sect also appeared the same, looking as if they were waiting for someone to step up.