Sword God in a World of Magic

Time continued to pass.

The Bolts were no longer distracted by Shang since Lucin had created an Isolation Barrier around him, but Lucin himself had noticed that he was sighing far more often than usual.

He just felt bad for Shang.

It was one thing to go through so much pain to become stronger, but it was something else to continuously go through so much pain for decades upon decades.

This wasn't an individual instance of painful training anymore. Being under so much pain for so long had essentially transformed Shang's entire life.

Yes, Shang was already quite old, but spending decades in pain was still something significant.

Every decade of pain was equivalent to about one year of pain for a mortal.

How horrible would it be to be under such pain for one year?

Just one day was already terrifying.

As Lucin continued watching Shang, he got the thought that Shang was actually impressively sane for someone that was living like this.

Under normal circumstances, one would imagine a quivering mass of terror, paranoia, fear, and irrational hatred.

Sure, Shang had these aspects, but they weren't so strong that they overtook his entire personality.

Nevertheless, Lucin could still feel that Shang had huge issues deep inside.

His body was like a machine that was piloted by ten crazy people with different issues and illnesses, but by averaging them out, the machine was still piloted in a somewhat normal way.

Frankly, it was a miracle.

Decades passed.

Eventually, Shang used up all the Furnace Pills he had, which took him a total of 100 years.

At this moment, Shang was around 860 years old.

If he were a mortal, he would be nearly 80 years old.

Shang had genuinely reached the last years of his life.

Over the past century, a couple of Clouds had arrived in front of the Isolation Barrier.

had all wanted

announcing themselves and knocking at the Isolation Barrier, but Shang never

which meant

But he never did.

became angry

consent, and that extended to someone's belongings and

they got,

but he had still taken note of a

tried to lure him away from Lucin so

would

get his resources or kill him for some

of them were

them were

wanted to kill

that wasn't the truth, but that didn't

state of danger and by going through decades upon decades of nothing but intense pain,

how could one see the world

going through this ungodly training for such a long time, Shang

been training like

need to look at one's own life, take 10% of it, and go through so

still

was the longest time Shang had been

a couple of decades of isolation, but he had still done a couple

walked from one place to the other, talked to Jerald, and a couple of other

in the Temple of Blood, Shang had left his training room from time to time. He saw others from time to time, bought

a town while training, which meant that he

time, it

doing

There was no break.

no talking to

There was no buying.

There was no managing.

just Shang and

or

century, Shang had developed thoughts and feelings

was approaching death,

was about to die, but like he was about

and personality had been close to disappearing from the

that happened, Shang felt like he was no longer inside