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

As soon as the two creatures appeared, the sky above that area was split into two colors.


The two figures of the five elements glowed like essence.


They looked haughty, oozing their arrogance to oppress people.


Olamas and the others looked up in fear.


The male and female on the golden eagle and the silver shark made a disappointed face.


‘Damn it! They got here before we could finish the eastern team.’ The two thought.


The man on the Golden eagle looked at Olamas’ group and said indifferently. “Since they are already here, we should fight together to get rid of the Eastern Training Center then start the real fight.”


It was like a tradition: the three institutes joined forces to get rid of the Eastern Training Center before starting the real battle.


And as they had united, the old tradition shall be continued and finished.


“Kekeke, you’re right. We should get rid of them.” The girl’s laugh came out of the Alphabet Battle Animal that looked like a green nimble-looking human.


No Real Friend Part I