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?

…

kept looking

turned his

obelisk that had once

to the hill he was currently

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

Isolation Barrier wasn't wide enough for all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the pieces of flesh and organs were starting to stack on top of

wasn't actually standing

it was filled with

noticed it before, but right now, he could feel something

but blood, suffering,

or life could enter

Everything was isolated.

this was a

it

nothing bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air

But what was this?

was this force

his right hand and focused on

in the surroundings to enter

instant, something happened to

to turn

Shang lost control over his hand, and

to move it, but it was

tried to heal it, but

His hand had died.

or scared, and he just looked

what it was, but it

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced anything like this

wasn't like Darkness, but it also

It was different.

later, Shang's hand turned black and began

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

hand was

kept

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

his surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept

feel that if he absorbed more, he would

Mana was

Shang got a

this

had been filled with this kind of Mana, what

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

to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and weaker version of Void

included the incorporation of Shang's will on the

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

Sure, he had put his will on it, but did

with something this mysterious, for some reason,

like he