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 at

turned his head to the

fleshy obelisk that had once been

attention to the hill he was

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the pieces of flesh and organs were starting to stack

he wasn't actually standing

air stunk indescribably, and it was filled with something

right now, he could feel

but blood, suffering, and pain for a

the light, fresh air, or life could enter from

Everything was isolated.

like this was a

it was

was nothing bright, positive,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air

But what was this?

was this force

extended his right hand

some Mana in the

something

to

over his hand, and

move it, but it

to heal it, but that was

His hand had died.

scared, and he just looked at

know what it was,

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced anything like this

but it also wasn't

It was different.

turned black and began to

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

was starting

just kept looking at

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

on his surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept up his arm, destroying more and

could feel that if he

surrounding Mana was

then, Shang

of this Mana

had been filled with this kind of Mana, what effects did it

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

the surroundings without converting it to his own

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

of that, Shang's body and mind

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

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

he just