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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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Keep Looking

"What is it?" Princess Isabella got more curious.

Davis looked at her face and kept staring at her for a while before he reached out his hand towards the empty air. A projection appeared in mid-air and what appeared in that projection made Princess Isabella blink in confusion.

A woman dressed in a red upper robe and lower white garment stood at the seventeenth-floor's entrance as she curled her blonde hair with a frown on her face. She moved her lips and spoke with a masked man dressed in a purple-black robe. 

"This... She is... Nora Alstreim? The Young Mistress? What is she doing here taking with Log-, your father?"

"Oh... She is here for a revenge match?" Princess Isabella smiled as she felt like she understood.

However, Davis shook his head, "Just keep watching the projection...

"Davis, if you don't know, know that I don't like to be kept in suspense..." Princess Isabella warned with wide eyes that sparkled in a teasing light.