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

Amidst the environment full of inertia, everything slowed down like an illusion.


There was only a young man standing in the air with white hair spreading to the back. The gray cloak fluttered with gushes of wind. His hair was floating in the air.


An intense touch was emitted from the youth's body.


"What are you going to do to me? The Star War family is one of the great clans. If you touch me, you will die, and&nbsp;so will the people around you.” said Duneidai, gasping and trembling.


Merlin silently stared at Duneidai with blank eyes, radiating a sense of cold pressure.


“You said before that you had a way to get off killing people from other clans,” Merlin said plainly. His face was still as calm as before.


This statement sounded like the voice of a grim reaper who was about to take his soul away from his body.


"You...You! You wish, I'll never tell you this secret. Even if you torture me harshly, I will never tell you," said Duneidai, trembling.


Raising the Alphabet Spirit’s Level