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

he slowly turned his head to the

fleshy obelisk that had once been Shang's body had

attention to the hill

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

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

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

and it was filled with something terrifying

it before, but right now, he could feel something very profound in the

experienced nothing but blood, suffering, and

or

Everything was isolated.

this was a small

was like it

bright, positive, or

And the air…

It was… strange…

feel that the air had gained

But what was this?

this force

hand and

in the surroundings to enter his

something happened

to turn

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

move it, but it

it, but that was

His hand had died.

scared, and he

know what it was, but

It felt mysterious.

experienced

Darkness, but it also wasn't

It was different.

seconds later, Shang's hand turned

people didn't decompose easily. After

his hand was

just kept looking at

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

decomposition slowly crept up his arm,

feel that if he absorbed more, he

Mana

then, Shang

much of this Mana

kind of

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

converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and

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

body and mind didn't decompose like

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

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

like he just