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 looking

slowly turned his head to

fleshy obelisk that had once been Shang's body

to the hill he was

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

the past century, and the pieces of flesh

standing on the

and it was

it before, but right now, he

experienced nothing but blood, suffering, and pain for

or life could

Everything was isolated.

like this was

like it

bright,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air

But what was this?

was this force in

his right hand and focused

he willed some Mana in the

an instant, something

to turn

his hand, and it just hung from

to move it,

to heal it, but that was

His hand had died.

nervous or scared, and he just looked at his

what it was, but it felt profound

It felt mysterious.

never experienced

Darkness, but it also

It was different.

turned black and began

bodies of such powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's body parts

was

kept looking at

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

focused on his surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept up his arm,

that if he absorbed

Mana

Shang got a

this Mana had he

in here had been filled with this kind of Mana, what effects

ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from

it to his own

natural process of absorbing Mana included the incorporation of Shang's will on the Mana as

body and mind didn't decompose like his

how much of this Mana. Sure, he had

Shang was confronted with something this mysterious, for some reason, he still

was like he just