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

Merlin's appearance in the ring's world was not as exciting as before.


The first place that he appeared was the blue territory with an unfathomable pressure.


In this territory, the required power was actually the power of concentration. Even with high-level cultivation, but with low concentration power, one would not be able to withstand this pressure.


Merlin had achieved more than four stars of concentration power. The pressure in this first place made him feel like walking in his own backyard. It was as if this pressure had no effect on him.


“Last time I entered, the indigo wall stretched further than the eye could see. There must be innumerable letters engraved behind the wall. It will probably take me a long time to harvest those letters this time.”


Merlin shook his sleeves once then the figure flew out.


He moved his fingertips slightly; a magic alphabet pattern for speed-increasing appeared in front of him.


The Waves of Chaos