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

The golden liquid was floating, unleashing a terrifying alphabet power, shining a condensed gold light.


At that moment, the golden liquid emitted golden rays, dashing into the center between Merlin’s eyebrows.


The golden liquid was fusing with his body.


A great amount of alphabet power radiated from the head area and moved through the entire body.


Golden streaks of light penetrated through his muscles and veins and fused with his blood.


Merlin could not control his body right now.


It was as if his body was no longer his.


The golden liquid pierced through his body like a big tree’s taproot, getting into every molecule and covering all the pores.


Merlin soared into the air. The alphabet power was moving on his skin. He could see hundreds of alphabet paths lining up and flickering around his body. They were clear for a second then turned dim the next, like a picture of a dream.


The golden glow, full of archaic mysteries, enveloped his body faintly.


Activating the Pulses Part I