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 four feathers quickly burst from the vermilion smoke. In just a split second, this smoke turned into immense power.


The three attacks were unable to pass through the vermillion smoke's defense.


The sound of explosions rang thunderously.


Hundreds of knives, feather storms, or even flaming swords couldn't break through the vermillion-smoked barrier.


Vermillion Blood was a skill that could not be restricted to the two-yānas level. As long as Merlin had enough spirit energy, this red smoke would become a power that broke through all limits.


The three's attacks couldn't be compared to a king's.


They were only ekayāna-level Spiritual Garment Users, even weaker than a King Spirit Beast.


Although these attacks were unable to do Merlin any harm, the fact that someone pointed a weapon at him could not be ignored.


But before Merlin could move to chase the three, he heard a buzzing sound echoing throughout the area.


Cutting the Branches of the Death Tree