The Xian Practice would eventually be successful!
It was as if a test from raging heaven. The Soul Removal technique to become the greatest immortal needed both strength and endurance.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine lighting strikes could not do any harm to his soul…

Yes… They could not do any harm. If he had succeeded in the technique, he should be in heaven… but why was he here?!
He was now in the body of a seven-year-old kid named “Merlin”, the son of the third minor wife of “Witcher”, who came from the wealthy family “Szirtes”.
Even though he was the son of Witcher and the grandchild of Earl Szirtes, his mother was still an unworthy, poor servant.

So, his status was the ‘servant’ that the family loathed.

What was more shocking was that the little kid who looked as if he could break at any moment was able to refine an enormous amount of vital essence, or Qi!! He could even easily penetrate the first level of qi!!

The strange power for Xian Practice in this world was different from that of the world he came from. It was a great treasure all the Xians were looking for.

It was called the great “Magical Power”.

This might be a second chance from heaven! The Xian Practice using magical power has now begun! 

Deva Wizard: The Great Xian in King Arthur's Realm

Eric touched the boy’s body to calm him down then pulled the little one into his embrace.


"It's alright, Merlin. Your grandpa is here now,” said Eric softly. His eyes were full of love.


The little boy's eyelids began to move rapidly then he was breathing calmly again.


"Eric..." said Merlin in a weak voice. His body was soaked with sweat. His physical strength was poor and his body felt really exhausted.


The old man uncontrollably shed tears. He was really happy; his heart was filled with joy.


"You are finally awake," said Eric softly.


Merlin's body was wrapped in the old man’s embrace.


"Ah...wait, you're making me uncomfortable." Eric's hug made Merlin's face look like he had just swallowed a bitter pill.


Hearing that, Eric felt nervous so he immediately loosened his embrace.


"Sorry. I was so happy that I forgot to compose myself. My little grandson, how are you? Do you feel sick anywhere?”


Training with Eric