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 the

obelisk that had once been Shang's

Shang's attention to the hill he was

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

the past century, and the pieces of flesh and organs were starting to stack on top of each

actually standing on the ground but on parts of

and it was filled with something terrifying and

hadn't noticed it before, but right now, he

but blood, suffering, and

of the light, fresh air, or life

Everything was isolated.

was like this was a small

like it was a small

was nothing bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

feel that the

But what was this?

this force

his right hand and focused

Mana in

instant, something happened to

began to

hand, and it just hung from his

tried to move it, but it

to heal it, but that was also

His hand had died.

nervous or scared, and he just

didn't know what it was, but it felt

It felt mysterious.

never experienced anything

like Darkness, but

It was different.

hand turned black

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

his hand was starting

kept looking at

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

surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept

if he absorbed more, he would

Mana

then, Shang got a

much of this Mana

in here had been filled with this kind

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

to his

incorporation of Shang's will on

of that, Shang's body and mind didn't

of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on it, but did that mean that

was confronted with something this mysterious,

he