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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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Davis had them form their own hypothesis about his poor origins as he took his hand back, restoring his countenance as a young expert.

Rayleigh and the wind cultivator's eyes were shining as they saw that their decision to follow Mo Tian couldn't be any luckier. They had truly decided to follow him even outside if given a chance.

Taking this chance, they obediently sent him the spatial ring of the Blazing Thunder Sect's Cerdic's they managed to steal.

Davis received them as he nodded at them, acknowledging their errands.

Abruptly, he raised his hand as though a school of fishes had been caught in his multitude of fishing lines, eight spatial rings appeared in his presence, belonging to the dead, as well as three golden rat carcasses and two dark violet bodies.

The latter belonged to the Darkflame Tribe of the Dark Void Flame Spirit Tribe, causing Jairen Darkflame to shudder as he raised his head.