Stardust_Breaker

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..."

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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.

Divine Emperor of Death

Tanya watched the slaughter with wide, bloodshot eyes. Her fists trembled as she suppressed herself from moving to save anyone.

"Elder sister… strike the bandits down with your cold indifference..."

As soon as she heard those words, her icy sword flashed and leveled the village, creating countless severed corpses to appear in an instant before they froze into icy sculptures. Her Level Nine Ice Intent and Level Five Abstruse Sword Intent weren't things to be laughed at and were thoroughly frightening for a core disciple of the Aurora Cloud Gate, but she heard that little girl's voice once again.

Tanya found herself standing on the footpath for the seventy-eighth time. She lowered her arms and raised her head to look at the stormy skies brewing with ominous dark clouds.

Hundreds Of Times