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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.

Stardust_Breaker · 玄幻
分數不夠
4070 Chs

Beast Tamers

Davis flicked his sleeve and caused the ice star lance to stop melting as his annihilative energy dispersed into thin air. He cast a closer look at these two men.

The first man wore the white half of his robe on the right side and the black on the left.

The white portion was adorned with intricate silver embroidery that formed delicate patterns of swirling vines and flowers. It was as if a master craftsman had woven moonlight into the fabric. The black half of his robe, in contrast, seemed almost like a canvas for his accessories. He wore a wide black sash around his waist, cinched with an ornate obsidian buckle that glistened with tiny, sparkling gemstones.

His hands were concealed by white gloves, which made Davis honestly wonder how many talismans or exploding jade stones these guys had, especially those hidden within their clothes.

The same could be said about the other man.

The second man's attire was the inverse of the first.