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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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Clearing Up

"Master, are you not also leaving yet?"

Davis turned and asked, causing Master Deathseeker to narrow his brows.

"You want me to leave when you are vulnerable?"

He didn't know that Davis had lost his immortal vessel but still recognized that many powers were tracking him down with fervor and fear. After all, he was basically a walking source of karmic virtue for them to receive from the heavens if killed, not to mention if they didn't kill him before he grew up, there wouldn't be another chance.

It would be even worse if they were found out to be hunting him down, so this was the only time when they would send their full, available forces to hunt the Emperor of Death.

Davis also wryly smiled, his expression turning moved. It was his so-called Master who appeared when he didn't expect it, looking out for him.

Was the other party even an assassin? Why did it feel like some grandpa he knew from childhood?