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

An enormous pressure pressed against him. It was hard to take even one step. Even Aires, a level-eight beast, could not bear this pressure.


The intensity of the pressure could easily crush the body of an ordinary Archwizard.


The outcome of stepping up to the thirty-eighth floor was extremely dangerous.


Merlin gritted his teeth and continued walking. He unleashed everything he had.


The alphabet force enveloped his body densely.


Xian vital essence was used against the pressure. The burst of combat power was equivalent to the Supreme Wizard level; no less than this.


There was a loud explosion on the stairs. The air seemed to crack like a spider web. The pressure in front of him still surged like a tsunami.


"The further I go, the greater the pressure."


Merlin gritted his teeth, trying to keep walking.


The Third Great Magic