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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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Two Assassins?

Ancestor Dian Alstreim's eyes turned wide as he belatedly noticed the existence of a black-robed man near Davis. His scalp turned numb as he stood up, wanting to defend Davis from this sudden appearance of an assassin.

However, the swing of the black-robed man's arm was extremely fast, something a Law Dominion Stage brat or even a Martial Sage Expert would be unable to defend against at such a close range when caught off-guard.

How could he make it in time?

Intense regret welled up within him. It was over! He failed to protect Davis.

At the same time, the black-robed man evilly grinned as his palm made it to Davis's cheeks.

However, after the black-robed man completed the swing, there was no sound of a slap, much less an impact that he felt on his palm. Instead, a searing pain erupted in his left shoulder.

When he saw what had happened with a slight swivel of his head, he saw something incredulous.

"My... my arm...!? Hck- Arghh!!!!"