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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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You Old Fart!

Edgar Alstreim took a deep breath as he turned to look at Weiss Alstreim. His lips moved.

"Who are you?"

"Weiss Alstreim... the Young Master... of the Alstreim Family..." Weiss Alstreim replied in a monotonous voice.

Edgar Alstreim nodded, but he sneered. 

To think that Weiss Alstreim still thought of himself as the Young Master when he should be perfectly aware that he lost the battle when he got caught by him in a death grip.

Could it be that the realization just hadn't sunken yet?

'Perhaps...' Edgar Alstreim thought before moving on to asking the real questions.

"Are you the person responsible for my wife, Julianna's death?"

"... Yes."

Weiss Alstreim replied with a dull expression, and even though Edgar Alstreim knew it would be the case, he still couldn't help but feel anger swelling up within him. An intense killing intent flashed past his eyes.