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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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Heavenly Warriors

"Heaven's warriors..."

Davis looked elsewhere and sighed, "It doesn't matter whether you're all heaven's warriors or ordinary immortals. You'll all meet the same fate if you attack me."

"Haha~" The white-robed immortal looked as though he had heard something funny before pointing his silver sword at him again in a bratty manner.

"Let me tell you."

*Bzz!~* His silhouette disappeared, crackling with blue lightning as he shot towards Davis.

The arc of blue lightning rushed past Davis, appearing on the other side before turning to look back, his expression looking smug.

"We came here to hunt Dead End but never did we expect a dead man to rise up from the grave. It's a good thing we were late. Otherwise, you would've never showed yourself, you Anar-"

But suddenly, his eyes squinted as he looked at the arm that he had cut.