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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! == 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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Conferred King Tournament

The two royal protectors nonchalantly nodded their heads.

Indeed, only a few princes were capable.

The others had fallen into depravity, looked after businesses or bullied people of lower status and no longer concentrated on their cultivation from a certain age or died through the machinations of others. It was unknown if their deaths were the work of other Empires or the work of their own siblings.

And in reality, no one cared other than their close kin who remain weak or either looked after their own skin. The royal family was huge, hence, only the strong and the worthy could continue to stay at the top without falling behind.

"As for the cultivators who came to participate in the Conferred King Tournament from the three Kingdoms surrounding the Ethren Empire, none of them got past the quarter-finals. " Crown Prince Hadre sighed as he commented.