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

Who in the world did not know what level of people were the Green-level Alphabet Users?


In this whole world, there were only two Green-level Alphabet Users. But his grandson was the third one.


In fact, Eric had known a little bit about Merlin being an Alphabet User. But the news from the Szirtes Castle did not specify that Merlin was a Green-level Alphabet User. Therefore, he did not know this fact.


Eric looked at the barrier imprisoning him with a dazzled look in his eyes.


Eric's powerful fist punched the barrier.


The ultimate-level Archwizard’s punch was extremely powerful. The air was struck then it exploded powerfully.


But this punch could not destroy this barrier.


Eric drew his hand back again and drove a tremendous amount of magical power from the five golden magical hoops.


The mighty fist was thrown out again, swiftly and powerfully.


It was bathed in golden magical power—as gold as if it were gold essence.


The Power of Bloodline Limit