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

then, he slowly turned his head to

had once been

Shang's attention to the

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

century, and the pieces of flesh and organs were starting to stack

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

it was filled with something terrifying and

now, he could feel something very profound in the

but blood, suffering, and pain for a

of the light, fresh air, or life

Everything was isolated.

this was

like it was a

bright, positive, or

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air had gained powerful

But what was this?

this force in

his right hand and

in the surroundings to

an instant, something happened to Shang's

began to

control over his hand,

move it, but it was

it, but

His hand had died.

or scared, and he just looked

didn't know what it was, but it felt profound

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced

Darkness, but it also wasn't

It was different.

hand turned black and began

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

was starting to

kept looking at

next seconds, Shang's hand began to vanish as the natural decomposition

the decomposition slowly crept up his arm,

that if he absorbed more,

surrounding Mana

then, Shang got a

much of this Mana had

been filled with this kind of Mana, what

absorbed Mana previously were very different from what he had done to his

surroundings without converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using

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

and

had still absorbed who knew how much of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on it, but did that

with something this mysterious, for some

he just didn't