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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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Talks

The hall's grandeur was simply striking with opulence as the floor marble was squeaky clean and reflective. As they sat on the seats assigned to the guests, they saw the soft glow of ornate chandeliers illuminating the hall space from above while the classic marble pillars adorned with intricate dragon-phoenix carvings soared to the ceiling.

As the guests started to make themselves comfortable, two individuals suddenly appeared from the arched doorways of the hallway.

It was a man and a woman.

The man had silver hair, his light-framed body draped in pristine white robes, and he exuded an ethereal presence that captivated all those who beheld him in their eyes. On top of his silver hair sat a crown that was not so much an adornment but biological, which could mean that he was a spirit fey.