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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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Entering an Unknown Tomb

"Mulia, for some reason... I felt the kid was mocking me and I understand why it would be so. It's because he knows that you will protect him. Look at his eyes, delusional as a man who wants to be a dragon among men, except he's nothing but a coward!" Elder Severin said with a cold expression on his face.

Mulia didn't reply but said something else, "Since you understand that I will protect him, then back off..."

Elder Severin looked at her, then suddenly smiled, "If that is your wish, then I'll gladly comply..."

He looked not at all fazed by her rudeness.

"Men! Let's go! Spread out and search for the place where the report had been made!" With a dashing demeanor, he commanded and turned to walk ahead, a smile lit upon his face as he thought, 'Sooner or later, you will be mine, Mulia.'

...

Davis followed their backs in a pitiful yet sealed state.