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

In the sky, a shuddering sound rang out once. Then the two's sword energy and fist power collided. A shocking turbulent wave swept away; a hurricane obscured the sky.


At the same time, the vengeful spirit was knocked by the shock wave of the collision, retreating dozens of meters away.


Spirit Lord Fasco revealed a surprised expression. He did not think the other person would be able to withstand this attack. He just used up to eighty parts of his power. This kind of power was enough to crush a normal Supreme Spirit Lord.


But the other person was able to survive; not only that, he was not injured.


The vengeful spirit jumped back and took a firm foothold. The strength of his Spiritual Garment was able to resist it to some degree. But what's inferior was the user's combat experience.


The black-haired youth took a step forward; his figure flashed, turning into a black light then disappeared from there.


The Roar of the Ancient Creature