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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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Robbery

Jackson smiled lightly with a faint air of superiority, he lifted up his hands and flicked his finger at Marc's forehead.

Marc felt a shock on his forehead while he felt something foreign invade his soul. He only felt it faintly as he only had a Low-Level Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation.

He started sweating heavily as he felt his soul tremble from the pressure. He did not doubt that if his young master wanted to deprive his will, then it would be a simple matter for him.

"Accept it..." A faint voice echoed deeply inside him, resonating with his soul.

Marc accepted the seal with all his concentration. He was afraid something bad might happen to his soul, possibly injuring it, as he knew that one should be as obedient and compliant as possible when accepting a soul seal.

For if one was not accepting of it, then the soul seal will break or forcibly enslave, injuring the soul in the process.