TansoTanso

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 came out of the Astral Tower and headed in one direction where he had left the spirit touch.


This journey left no trace. Merlin traveled through the Virtual World and was about to leave the Five Kingdoms continent, into the seas, to another continent.


While traveling through the Dutchie Kingdom, his spirit touch found an unusual group of energy.


It was beyond the Supreme Wizard level!


Merlin was astonished, but his face remained calm. There was a mountain filled with the aura of magic powers. This place was devoid of people and living things. With the radiating pressure, this mountain was isolated. But it was not deserted.


In the middle of the mountain, there was a silent person. Although Merlin traveled through the Virtual World, this person seemed to be able to sense his existence.


Amidst the mountain, there was a beautiful temple. Inside, there was a pavilion that looked like the construction of the elves.


There an old man was sitting quietly drinking tea there.


Evich, the Guardian of Dutchie