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

turned

had once been Shang's

to the hill he was

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and

noticed that he wasn't actually standing

air stunk indescribably, and it was filled with

before, but right now, he could feel

blood, suffering, and pain

air, or

Everything was isolated.

like this was a small

was like it was

bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

the air had

But what was this?

force in the

right hand and focused

in the surroundings to enter his

an instant, something

to

over his hand, and it

move it, but

to heal it, but that

His hand had died.

or scared, and he just looked at

it was,

It felt mysterious.

never experienced

like Darkness, but it also wasn't like

It was different.

hand turned black and

powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's body parts were still on

was

kept looking

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

the decomposition slowly crept up his arm, destroying more

that if he absorbed more, he would

surrounding Mana was

then, Shang got a

much of this Mana had he

had been filled with this kind of Mana,

course, the ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from what he had done to his hand just

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

of Shang's will on the

that, Shang's body and mind didn't decompose like his

who knew how much of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will

this mysterious, for some reason, he still

was like he

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