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

"That must be it. Look at the pressures that were released. Those shining green magical letters must definitely be the power of the green level.”


As soon as people heard the word, “green-level alphabet," they went crazy.


One should know what kind of identity the Green-level Alphabet Users have. In this era, there were only three Magical Alphabet Users of the green level. One was a wandering Archwizard. Second was the leader of the Church of Light. And the last one was the owner of the Blue Cloak Shop.


The fact that that scarf was an item created by the power of the green-level alphabet said that its power had to certainly be frightening.


Merlin narrowed his eyes. The bright deep blue eyes looked excitedly at the scarf.


"I’m not disappointed," Merlin said softly. The smile on the corner of the lips was raised.


Arm pulled the scarf fiercely; the magical power of the three-magical-hoop Wizard Warrior erupted in a frenzy.


The Art of the Magical Alphabet Part II