Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang looked at his body and realized that there was still a bit to go.

However, this time, it no longer seemed impossible to comprehend Void Casting.

Shang was already 80% done.

Only about 40 more years.

Only two or three more sessions in the Isolation Chamber.

Then, he would finally comprehend Void Casting.

Yet, Shang only absentmindedly focused on nothing.

He was just standing in the Isolation Barrier, doing nothing.

He wasn't training.

He wasn't thinking.

He was just there.

That was it.

He just didn't care anymore.

Training was so exhausting.

Moving was so exhausting.

Thinking was so exhausting.

Everything was so exhausting.

He just didn't want to anymore.

His past was suffering.

His present was suffering.

His future was suffering.

Why suffering?

Why did it always have to be suffering?

Why did the world put him through so much suffering?

In Shang's mind, there was no way out of this suffering.

It couldn't be stopped.

As long as he lived, he would continue to suffer.

What was the point?

…

just kept

slowly turned his head to

had once been Shang's body had

to the hill

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

Isolation Barrier wasn't wide enough for all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the pieces of flesh and organs

when Shang noticed that he wasn't actually standing on the ground but

indescribably, and it was filled

before, but right now, he could feel something very profound

hill that had experienced nothing but blood, suffering, and

of the light, fresh air, or life

Everything was isolated.

this was a

it was a

nothing bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

feel that the air had

But what was this?

this force in

hand and

some Mana in the surroundings to enter

instant, something happened

to turn

lost control over his hand, and it just hung from his arm

it, but it was

tried to heal it,

His hand had died.

some reason, Shang wasn't nervous or scared, and he just looked at his

what it was,

It felt mysterious.

never experienced anything like this

but it also wasn't

It was different.

seconds later, Shang's hand turned black and began to

of such powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's body parts were still on the hill, and they hadn't

hand was

just kept looking

Shang's hand began to vanish as the natural decomposition reduced it

as the decomposition slowly crept

he absorbed more,

surrounding Mana was

then, Shang

much of this

filled with this kind of Mana, what effects did

course, the ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from what he

Shang had absorbed the Mana in the surroundings without converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and weaker version

the incorporation of Shang's will on the Mana as the first

that, Shang's body and mind didn't

had still absorbed who knew how much of this Mana. Sure, he had put

this mysterious, for some reason, he still felt

like he